She sat next to me
on a hill by the sea,
under the shade
of an old aspen tree.

We sat hand in hand,
watched waves caress sand,
when she turned with bright eyes
and she made her demand.

It was light in the sky
and the birds fluttered by,
but my heart remained cold
and I didn't know why.

Like a story she told:
"If I may be so bold,
I just ask that you love me,"
her voice sounded cold.

My words whispered now,
I spoke shame like a vow,
confessed best I could
that I didn't know how.

It was bare on that hill
with us both lacking will;
she recited a poem,
I remember it still.

So I pondered love,
cast my eyes up above
and I realized I didn't
know anything of.

There were no words to say,
so she walked away,
and alone by the sea
is where forever I'll stay.