And though she tried to hide
And as I go through my life
She wouldn't show it
I will give to her, my wife

All the sweet things they can find
I found her diary underneath a tree
And started reading all about me
I passed it off as just in keeping with
You'd never read them in her eyes
She simply pretended not to care
Wouldn't you know it?

Wouldn't you know it?
The love she waited for
Wouldn't you know it?
They said that she had found
And when confronted with the writing there
The words she's written took me by surprise

All the sweet things I can find
She wouldn't show it
Her usual disconcerting air
And as I go through my life
The love that she denied

Was for someone else, not me
Her meaning now was clear to see

She wouldn't show it

The words began to stick and tears to flow

The love she waited for
All the sweet things she can find
I will wish for her, his wife