It was just the three of us… me, my girl and her friend
We played love songs that made us cry when they would end

Then her friend decided to go
“My husband and I never sing
So I can’t stay just to cry alone”
But my girl said at least you have a ring

I wondered why we were able to be so free
And yet I couldn’t bring myself to fall to one knee

It’s the knowing that I can leave
That eases my worried mind
It’s the knowing that she’ll wait
That makes me treat her so unkind

She looked at me with her heart bleeding rivers of when?
I told her it worked for us because I’m not like other men

But she did not like that answer
And her hurt tore me up inside
I couldn’t think about tomorrow
But she had to think about female pride

I hate the way the world works with all the rules
It seems everyone repeats the mistakes of fools

“My mother is ready for me to get married
My friends have their rings for all to see
You don’t understand what it’s like to be the last one
To have a man show everyone his love for me”

I was thinking she had her rights and was truly free
But maybe love bound her with the shame I could not see

So what should I do my love to ease your pain?
Am I with your mother or am I with you?
That is not what our love is all about
The moment we change our love will too

So is it time for you to move on and find someone to come home to?
Yesterday will make us cry because we will long for the days we once knew