As the clock struck twelve
On that sad and lonely evening
I could do no more than sit there
With my head burried in my hands.
My tears, her tears, they fell to the floor
As we thought about our time together
Now for us to only be but friends
But understanding that God's will is better,
Believe me, he said,
It'll get easier in the long run
Everything just seems to work in the end
And with that, a few days had passed us by
And our 6 months time began