Looking back she thinks about that moment in the sand

when what was jsut a summer fling got so far out of hand.

She knew that he was taken,

but she gave in anyway.

She believed it when she heard him say



'Soon

I'll be free to be with you.

Soon I'll be tellin' you know who the facts of life.

I want you to be my wife,

and our dreams will all come true.

Soon.'



Christmas finds her all alone, with no cause to rejoice.

So she calls his cordless phone just to hear his voice.

She knows that it's useless,

but she does it anyway.

She knows how he'll answer before she hears him say.



'Soon,

I can't talk to you right now.

Soon you'll hear a beep and you know how to play this game.

Leave your number and your name,

and I promise I'll call back.

Soon.'



'Someday' slowly turns to 'never.'

Tears and champagne offer no solutions.

He'll say 'Soon' to her forever,

so she makes her New Year's resolution:



Soon,

she won't call him anymore.

Soon, when he shows up at her door and asks her 'When

can I be with you again?'

It'll be her turn to say, 'Soon