Diary

I found her diary underneath a tree

And started reading about me

The words she's written took me by surpise

You'd never read them in her eyes

They said that she had found the love she waited for

Wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it

When she confronted with the writing there

Simply pretended not to care

I passed it off as just in keeping with

Her total disconcerting air

And though she tried to hide

The love that she denied

Wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it

And as I go through my life, I will give to her my wife

All the sweet things that I can find

I found her diary underneath a tree

And started reading about me

The words began stick and tears to flow

Her meaning now was clear to see

The love she'd waited for was someone else not me

Wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it

And as I go through my life, I will wish for her his wife

All the sweet things that she can find

All the sweet things they can find