The Story of my Life

I missed my favorite girl I didn't ask her to the prom

She should of had another day by now

I missed it all I did not call

We would of made a lovely pair

I missed the boat I did not try

But they never say its too late in life

Get on that phone you both are single

and set free by matters no one can control

I live North she lives South

This little separation space should not matter

One bit if love is what you are after

But is she truly free I'll gave to call and see

Take a chance like I never took the chance before

She is a swell girl from days gone past

If only I knew she would hold a torch for me

Maybe Baby I could call in see some day she may accept my plea.