I stole a glance at my reflection

Though these days I tend to hurry by

How pale the rose of my complexion

How strange the knowing look that's in my eye



But when the springtime was ablaze

You took my hand, you held my gaze



There is no wonder there, I learned my lesson well

No need to wonder where that girl has gone



There is a secret no one knows

I set my face, I changed my clothes



I dreamed I stood as you were passing

Just as the horse-drawn carriage sped away

Of petticoats in puddles dragging

And my high-button boots were splashed with clay



But when the summer was in flame

You broke your word, denied my name



There is no wonder there, I learned my lesson well

No need to wonder where that girl has gone



But as the winter drags along

It blurs your sense of right and wrong



There is no wonder there, I learned my lesson well

No need to wonder where that girl has gone