Well does it really take a well-trained eye?
She threw a lasso around your neck
And a noose 'round mine
Can you settle the score?
You brought a single rose
To the one I was waiting for
Chivalry is dead and I can't stand it
But I can't stand at all
I got lost somewhere and can't find my way
To the place I was
But it was you who told me through a wooden door
When I was just a boy getting dressed
That I must untie the mast and set my sail
And the wind would do the rest
But look where that got me
Just stranded where the winds meet
And can you settle the score?
You brought a single rose
To the one I was waiting for