Diary I found her diary underneath a 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 she waited 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 her total disconcerting air and she tried to hide the love that she denied, wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it.
as I go through my life, I will give to her my wife, all the sweet things that can find.
I found her diary underneath a tree. and started reading about me. The words 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 she wouldn't show it.
and as I go through my life, I will for her his wife all the sweet things that she can find all the sweet things they can find