Lyrics

she loved the smell of the moss around her pond
and he always said it made him cry
she'd sit and watch the neighbor mow the lawn
and he always said it stung his eyes

it was nothing like the first day
it was nothing like the sunday that they met
it was something like a rattlesnake
it was just another thing left to regret
well wasn't it

she loved to dance but she would never dance with him
and he always said that made him mad
he always sang that she'd be lonely in the end
and she said it wouldn't be that bad

it was nothing like the first day
it was nothing like the sunday that they met
it was something like a rattlesnake
it was just another thing left to regret
well wasn't it

there are lots of daytimes
just don't get up before they're through
there is a lot of sunshine
don't let it burn you
there is a lot to think of
just don't think it'll think of you
there are a lot of stories
not about to come true

she loved the winter
she liked to wrap herself up in bed
and she never asked him to come in
he always stayed up late as he waited for a call
he always wondered where she'd been

it was nothing like the first day
it was nothing like the sunday that they met
it was something like a rattlesnake
it was just another thing left to regret
well wasn't it