RUTH, I met you yesterday
At work or was it play?
Who knew I'd see again?

Was it faith or chance?
Or just coincidence?
I tend to make floods out of rain.

A lady read my tea
She said that we would meet.

Ruth, you noticed my tattoo
And music you played too
Piano and exotic flutes

I knew on the day we met,
That I would have to say goodbye
To a lovely friend
So that we could begin

RUTH, I spoke with her last night
She did not take it light
And it's weighing heavy on my brain.

We spoke again today,
Her pain won't go away.
She won't eat,
And she can't help but cry.

I'm trying to explain
That it's over and I'm to blame.
But, beginning is us, you, and I.

I knew on the day we met,
That I would have to say goodbye
To a lovely friend
So that we could begin

* But losing her is losing me

RUTH, a week has since gone by
I call and there's no reply.
Will I ever see you again?

Just give me a chance,
It's not just coincidence.
Don't leave me here out in the rain.

Could we sometime meet?
Just to have some tea?

RUTH, I bought you a diamond ring,
You won't accept a thing.

I got a new tattoo
Bold letters that spell RUTH.