She laid her heart at his feet
And hurt when it got trampled on
‘Half wit girl, why did you lay it there’
‘He smiled at me, sang me a song,
From then to me it did not belong
So I laid it there, to win my love
And he walked out, not looking down
I now cannot mend the thing,
I leave it there and move on’
‘Heartless girl, where will you go?’
She replies not, she carries on
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