The boy just sat there all alone,
The moon streaming across his face.
She said she would meet him there,
In that special place.

The clock ticked on forever.
For her gentle footfalls,
The boy sat there and listened,
As the ballroom music went dancing down the hall.

An eternity he waited,
Yet she never came,
Apparently she didn't care,
That he's left alone,
Nothing can cut deeper,
Than the knives of love.