It's such a dilly,

How a little word like giving up,

can spark a bigger spilly,

"Don't lose love,

there is someone for you"

"How would I know?

Love isn't for me"

From chances and clances,

something grew between,

"Care to love me?

We're both young'uns to love"

Asking for nothing less,

who could have guessed,

That I spoke only truth,

and she laughed with a yes.