• I sat upon the cement wall
    That stands outside my room,
    And watched the whistling movers move
    Your things that afternoon.
    No shyness seemed to slow you down,
    A girl of scarcely ten,
    You spoke to me a string of words,
    Then off you skipped again.

    But can't you see I love you,
    Though the words I cannot say,
    I look upon your lovely face
    As you turn and walk away.

    Those summer days we spent in play
    Don't seem so long ago,
    We ran and played as siblings should,
    As I watched you slowly grow.
    But all the time you taunted me,
    I was just the boy next door.
    Attention spent on other boys,
    From me you wished no more.

    But can't you see I love you,
    Though the words I cannot say,
    I look upon your lovely face
    As you turn and walk away.

    I sat upon the cement wall
    That stands outside your room,
    And watched the weary movers move
    Your things this afternoon.
    So have you lived your care-free life
    To scarcely twenty-one.
    And slipped into that silent sleep
    That covers what was done.

    I don't know why you did the deed;
    Cold steel upon your breast.
    A momentary lapse of reason
    Stilled the heart inside your chest.
    A sorrowed letter sealed for me
    Came in the mail today;
    Because I could not say I love you,
    From me you turned away.

    But now you know I love you,
    Though the words I cannot say,
    My tears fall on your lovely face,
    At last I walk away.