The story I'm about to tell you shows that

Love is unpredictable
One moment you have it 
But then you lose it all again
This woman fell in love in early years 
With a man who spoke directly to her soul
She was slowly taken by the aura that he had...

Couldn't tell him how she felt
It was too late for her to realise

His heart was never open
While hers will always be
She keeps it all to herself secretly
Though her heart will keep on beating
He will never ever see
How this story could turn out to be

She was always there when he was happy
Always there when he was sad
Whatever whenever for him 
She always took her time
With every touch it felt like he came closer
But really what went on was something else
It was all in her head 
Cos she wanted it so bad

Couldn't tell him how she felt
It was too late for her to realise
To realise

His heart was never open
But hers will always be
She keeps it all to herself secretly

Though her heart will keep on beating
He will never ever see
How this story could turn out to be

The sun goes up, the [bad word] down
Week by week keep passing by
She tries not to think about him
Always when the rain falls down
She thinks about a different time
How she's missing not to hold him
And have him by her side

His heart was never open...

His heart was never open
But hers will always be
She keeps it all to herself secretly

Though her heart will keep on beating
He will never ever see
How this story could turn out to be