The dream of love is over Today we said goodbye We parted not in anger Though tears came in her eyes ’Twas just as fate decreed dear That we must never wed Yet in her heart she loved me She married wealth instead 
Chorus One little word could change my future life One little word could have made her my wife Too late, too late, now my fondest hopes are dead One little word that word was never said 
In school days we had been sweethearts She was her father’s pride Her folks lived in a mansion Our cottage by its side Though years have brought their changes The same old love still holds She wed to please her parents A man of wealth and gold 
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