Was it childish of me to expect you were my treat

That life had done me a favor in allowing us to meet

Was it poor judgment on my indiscrete part

To believe that you would never break my heart

Are you sitting there somewhere laughing at me

For believing in the uniqueness of our possibility

Was it wrong of me to believe that you were my light

For daring to love you when I really had no right

Was it foolish of me to dare to hope and take the chance

Believing the truth of us was more than passing romance

I sit alone at the edges of a half forgotten gallery

Recalling how you were so wondrous to a tramp like me

And it seems like my heart is weak and barely beating

Crushed into a fetal position at something so very fleeting