I stayed too long in your lovely cottage
Drinking in art, form, and love

I dared not attempt to ask a question
Because I viewed everything as rose

The glasses I wore
Tint the world to a happier hue

But now, now I realize, she's still not over you

I'm not sure who you are,
But I know you have her heart
And that's why, I feel, this could be doomed from the start.

When she fell, she fell hard, she says
Now I wonder, how many broken promises you whispered on her bed

Premature heartbreak
Within this lovely cabin
I will find regret in days' time
Of this I'm sure
But until then, I'll keep thinking this rhyme.