Don't want to hear from any well meaning folks,
Who tell me love will find a way; it's all a big joke.
They're letting some folks wed, but just not me,
An exercise of love, but not for me,
Having almost no hope it's true,
I find my prospects growing blue,
Since nobody I know could guarantee.
I was a fool to think we'd find a way,
Our hearts grow sad and dim most every day
Although I hope things change,
I've no pow'r to arrange,
I guess she's not for me that way?
We had such hope back then but now that's through,
A promise once but then not me and you,
We're sad while waiting now,
For our own marriage vow,
Maybe someday our dream will come true?