Diary I found her diary underneath a tree. started reading about me/ The words she's written took me surpise, you'd never read them in her eyes. They said that she had found the love she waited for. Wouldn't know it, she wouldn't show it.
When she confronted with the writing there, simply pretended not to care. I passed 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 show it.
And as I go through my life, I will give to her my wife, all the sweet that I can find.
I found her diary underneath a tree. started reading about me. The words began stick and 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.
as I go through my life, I will wish her his wife all the sweet things that she can find all the sweet things they can find