Isnt for Me

Casting loving gazes at him from where I sit perched in a tree,
He sits in his room, strumming his guitar, writing a song about his love for her

the song isnt for me, no not for me

Casting loving gazes at him from where I stand across the street He's walking to her house with his guitar and a single red rose

the rose isnt for me, no not for me

Casting loving gazes at him from where I sit a table next to his,
he reaches across the table to touch her lovingly

the touch isnt for me, no not for me

Casting loving gazes at him as he kneels down before her,
and offers her his life with a ring

the ring isnt for me, no not for me

Casting loving gazes at him as he takes her hand,
after he says 'I do', he kisses her

the kiss isnt for me, no not for me

Casting loving gazes at him as he buries his true love he touches her face one last time as he sheds a tear

the tear isnt for me, no not for me

Casting loving gazes at him as I say goodbye he gives me a hug before he walks away for once it was meant for me,

yes only me

a/n: by the way he isnt married! That would be too wrong...