I saw the way you looked at the them,
The hurt close drowned your eyes;
The tears have stopped, but not the pain,
I heard you asking why.
The love you had for him was true,
You thought he'd ask your hand;
But love can die and hurt those who
May never understand.
But love, to you, will come once more,
You never know quite when;
He'll love, he'll trust, he'll thrill your core,
You'll lose your heart again.
When, or how, or who or where,
Love comes as a surprise;
But don't despair, the chances are
He's right before your eyes.