I stared into the eyes of my long lost love,
Then I stared at the sky that loomed up above.
I opened my mouth to talk to that boy,
but he knew that it was a decoy.
I wanted to tell him about all the things,
The things that happened... about that ring.
But instead of telling him right then and there,
I pulled out my hand for him to share.
I stood there, with a wandering mind,
and I looked away because of time,
I said, 'I gotta go,' but his hands still held mine,
and before you know it, I committed a crime.
By kissing the lips of that cute little guy,
and took off the ring, and tried not to cry,
because I knew that my heart was going to be,
with the boy up in that little old tree.