He asked her if she’d marry him
And she said, “sorry, no –”
The sun went down upon the beach
And he stood up to go
For this is love: it is the leap
With no hope of protection —
And sunset rainbows lovely are,
But cannot change
Rejection
He asked her if she’d marry him
And she said, “sorry, no –”
The sun went down upon the beach
And he stood up to go
For this is love: it is the leap
With no hope of protection —
And sunset rainbows lovely are,
But cannot change
Rejection
The way that I imagined this
We’d be in Italy
And when the proper moment came
I’d get down on one knee
And I would ask you if you would
And you’s say (crying) “Yes.”
But something happened to my dream
That I could not have guessed
I wrote a story in my head
Of how all this would go
But you did something else, instead
When you said “no” – just “no”