On a Tuesday afternoon I stumbled upon a park,
There was an old lady staring at tree bark,
She told me she could give me some light to bring me out of the dark.
She started telling me a story and I heard her say,
Don't worry about the boy that got away,
Let him stray, just obey.
He doesn't know what he's doing,
Isn't that obvious enough?
You're the diamond and he's still looking in the rough.
He passed up the best thing that could ever happen to him,
Now his happiness will never meet the brim,
And his light is going dim.
Young lady, you must listen close,
Your man is not the man that brags and boasts.
Your man is the man who will bring you to all the coasts.
Young lady, you must listen well,
In finding love you will accel,
Don't let your demons drag you to hell,
Because you're an angel with wings.
Then, she rang a bell.
