When a lover loves her
Does he truly see?
What is inside her heart?
Or is it only he?
When he throws rocks at her window
Does he think of her sleep?
Or of only bringing her more deep
In the love that’s confined
In the garden of love with the sun galore
Does he see the tears in her eyes
When he leaves her on the street
Or is it only he?
Has it happened in the folklore before
Or only says he?
Never a happy ending
Never for them to meet
Has it really come to this?
Or so thinks he?
