I shall now tell you a story Of I girl whom I once knew. I had loved her for a long time But had never dared to tell. When, at last, I found the courage, It was late — too late to call. So I wandered in the city 'Till I stood outside her door. Once inside, I said “I'm cold”; So she led me to her hearth and said “Sit here until you're warm” — For she was capable of caring. Feeling warm, I said “I'm hungry”; So she led me to her fridge and said “Just eat until you're full” — For she was was capable of giving. Having eaten, I felt tired; So she led me to her bed and said “Lie down and rest a while” — For she was capable of trusting. Once awake, I wished to know her; So she led me to her books and said “Please, read, that you may learn” — For she was capable of sharing. Then, at last, I said “I love you”; So she led me to her door and said “Leave now and don't come back — For I'm not capable of loving”.