There she was
Her beautiful blonde hair
Her gorgeous green eyes
Being a man
Of strength and words
I was not used to
Being unable to speak
How she did it
I do not know
But there I was
Standing in the snow
"hey" she says
I smile but can't speak
"I'm mary"
she extends her hand
"john" I manage to say
I shake her hand
So delicate and soft
She's beautiful
I want her to mine
But I know
That will never be