• I was one night sitting in my window,
    when i once saw her in the pier,
    she was a beautiful widow,
    butt i felt fear.

    Her eyes were as dark as the night,
    her smile was as sweet as a pie,
    i couldnt win my inner fight,
    so i stoded up to say hi.

    She looked at me with sweetnes,
    my face grow hot and red,
    she smiled at me with neetnes,
    i just wanted to die in bed. (of embarasment)

    I hear a voice in the far beyond,
    i thought i was an angel with a grin,
    she invited me to a pond,
    i react and it was a dream.