Diary - Bread

I found her diary underneath a tree

And started reading about me

The words she’s written

Took me by surprise

You’d never read them in her eyes

They said that she had found

The love she’d waited for

Wouldn’t you know it?

She wouldn’t show it

When she confronted

With the writing there

Simply pretended not to care

I passed it off

As just in keeping

With her total disconcerting air

And though she tried

To hide the love that she denied

Wouldn’t you know it?

She wouldn’t show it

And as I go through my life

I will give to her, my wife

All the sweet things I can find

I found her diary underneath a tree

And started reading about me

The words began stick, and tears to flow

Her meaning now was clear to see

The love she’d waited for

Was someone else, not me

Wouldn’t you know it?

She wouldn’t show it

And as I go through my life

I will wish for her, his wife

All the sweet things she can find

All the sweet things they can find