Romancing a Stranger

I found the roses that I bought her

She threw them on the street

She doesn't love me

And all the letters that I sent her

She never wrote to say

She's thinking of me

All the words that I could say

All the looks I sent her way

To make her love me

With one look upon her face

She puts me in my place

She's high above me

Oh, it's plain enough to see

She doesn't love me

Oh, but her love is all I need

Oh my dear

I have changed the way I speak to please your ears

I listen only to the words that you revere

And I've renounced the things I love to draw you near

Tell me what else would you change?

What else do you find strange when you think of me?

If you'd give me some more time,

I'll be made to your design so you can love me

Her jokes, all quite awful,

Still I'm certain to laugh to a strain

I dwell in discomfort

But if she looks my way it's worth the pain

She may tell me she prefers a cup of tea that I despise

So I'll choke it down and smile to see approval in her eyes

She may may not like my opinions so in silence they'll reside

But godforbid

If she thinks me just a fool

I've carefully played this game to an endless despair

If she says jump, I'll ask how high

Over mountains, through the sky

To the stars and then beyond so she'd be mine

I've earned a few smiles, I've heard a kind word here and there,

But I must face the morning air,

How pathetic that I've cared

For the romance of a stranger's