Pondering and anticipating on a ring
My love,will she ever sing
Caught up in a meaningless fling
Pining that we were living in our spring
Disdained from an anguish I once wielded
Her ponderous heart is now forever shielded
She walks tall but qualm about our future which i yielded
I pray to thy Father questions upon questions that can not be fielded
Clambering out of this character
Thought it paid being an actor
Always made her my headline
And now it seems that I won't have my February wine
Just a script with a single line
"Always thought that you were gonna be mine"