welcomes the light of day,
filtering through the trees,
I am told love comes to those who wait,
So many times I stood watching the waves as they slowly
Was this a real business convention?
Yesterday, he kissed me good-bye at the door,
He did not call last night as he promised to the skies,
Is he a liar—that is easily surmised?
I never trust a man, who lied once to me,
No excuses will I conceive,
Does he love me? I would say no,
Never think a woman who is blond is dumb,
He is no man of mine,
I will give him no time,
He is not worth a dime.