Either way your married now.
Fate chose he over me
To God's ways I only bow.
Whether you chose or not
A crime a sin is too far for love
Maybe for it was not to be fought
The ways laid out from above.
She shook my hand farewell and waved
An ill substitute for a hug a kiss
Tears held back up to the back of my head
Now returning home, the heart is still amiss.
« return.