She ran down the path
Throwing looks over her shoulder
The sun was slowly setting
She just wished she had been bolder
She'd seen it coming earlier
There was nothing she could do
She already knew the answer
She just didn't think it was true
It haunted her for hours
Through the night and through the day
Like a bouquet of wilted flowers
She just refused to throw them away
Because they had once been beautiful
And that's all that she could see
So over time, the delusion stuck
She just saw what would never be
