There once was a girl from Georgia,
And I liked her,
And she liked me,
But I broke her heart,
And it was simply…
Because I was afraid.

We were on a bus that day,
And sitting so closely,
Beautiful as can be…
Playing and laughing, showing magic and tricks,
Teenagers without a worry to say
Except for me,
Because I was afraid.

What do you do?
When your stuck in fear?
For me I lied,
To the one I held dear.
I told her this,
And the mood suddenly changed,
“I have a girlfriend back home,
For your magic she’ll be grinning ear to ear”
Because I was afraid.

I could see the pain,
Covered so slyly under that smile,
While underneath,
Her hear wrecked in facsimile,
Of the storm outside.
Because I was afraid.

It was new,
And it was happy,
And it was everything I wanted,
But I tore it down,
It was change,
It was something I wasn’t ready for,
It was something I didn’t understand…
And it could have been love.

But,
Because I was afraid…
No it wasn’t
And now…
It’s ironic I guess,
That I’m the one,
Who’s really heartbroken.