It was a fine day in the fifth grade when She let Him walk her home from school. He had her books in hand, 
and he was listening to every word she said like it was the gospel of the prophecies. 
And he loved the way her hair fell across her dress. 
Went home singing, "Who wrote the book of love"
and try a little tenderness, yeah. 
 
The next day on the playground, He sat Her down on the swing set behind the sandbox
and she said, "I just want to play, so what is this you have to say?" 
He said, "Marry me. We could live out by the sea like they do on the movie screen. Marry me, before you go back to play." 
 
It was graduation day. They were waiting on a plane to take Her away. She said, "There's nothing left for me here but you. I hope that you can find yourself through.
There's so much that I wish to know, and I have to do this on my own and I hope that you can understand. Write to me when you can.”
He said, "Take my silver ring, so time to time now you can think of me and there's just one more thing before you leave..." 
He said, "Marry me, we could live out by the sea, like they do on the movie screen. Marry me, before you go up and fly away." 
 
Now so much time has passed since that day and She stopped writing years ago and He never took his music on the road. Guess he never really gave up hope.
Now she's got everything she thought she wanted; got a Ph.D., she is an independent business woman climbing up the corporate ladder
though it really doesn't seem to matter, she is lonely beyond belief. So one day she went home looking for the only love she'd ever known. 
She found him once again, playing a circuit at the Holiday Inn, still singing the song about the one he lost long ago. Just goes to show, you never know. 
 
She took his hand in hers not everything she had planned and rehearsed. She said, "Marry me. We could live in a apartment building with a window view. 
We could take in movies on the weekend, while planning our vacation. Take a honeymoon by the sea. Won’t you just marry me?”