Though it is simple things,
That are giving me a clue,
I wonder how,
I never saw this face of you?
Don't worry girls I wont despair,
Sometimes this life aint playing fair.
In way benevolent to me,
I wonder did you notice what I see?
Gold is the prize of a lover,
When furnished with a pure soul.
I guess I had misread you lady,
And who and what was your goal.
But still I love the light in your eyes,
Even if it doesn't shine for me,
Nor your heart beating my tune.
Please don't forget though,
For this is the way of life,
And the way that I must roll....