What's on her mind? What is she thinking?
She's staring at the picture on my wall without blinking
Well, nervous I was, to take her home
She was much older than the girls with whom boys my age roamed
I met her on the park bench, she'd hear the birds chime
I was drawn to her eyes, I saw a wound that wasn't healed by time
She sat there alone, uncared for, amid the throng of human beings who passed her by
Nor heeded the glance of her anxious eye
I asked her for coffee, she exclaimed " Why me, young lad!
You'd get a fine date, you don't look that bad."
I laughed and said, " Cos you pretty lady, have a story to say
And this young lad here has nothing to do all day."
She smiled and over coffee, confessed
A man she loved truly had got her life messed
A decade back, her heart he had won
Her friend found out, he was the father of a son.
And that's how our story started,
Since that coffee date, we never parted.
I brought her home to my family, to make them meet
My father was a friendly man and mother was sweet
But when she saw that family picture, she would not walk
I could see her hands trembling with shock
Running away, she said, " I cannot meet your dad."
That moment I knew, the man who had betrayed her was the father of this young lad!
