now the valley is as light as life shining like a psalm after our worlds of woe - brave new dawn the one that got away standing on a corner in los angeles a sad boy , hes singing the blues because hes too young for the song to be sung and he doesnt know what else to do when the woman who reflected all others walked into his poor , shabby life he played it cool like a damned fool thats why hell never call her his wife i was a cowboy in waiting she was 7 wonders away so when we met that day in december i must admit i had nothing to say so instead of being the queen of my heavenly dreams shes just the one that i let get away just a girl that i let get away her eyes were like the mona lisa 's her body a lush elysian field but i was a child i bit too modest and mild i said , you cant let her know how you feel now theres heartache in knowing too little theres heartache in knowing too much theres money to spend and cattle to tend and a girl far away i cant touch i was a cowboy in waiting she was 7 wonders away so when she left that day in december i must admit i had nothing to say so instead of being the queen of my heavenly dreams shes just the one that i let get away the girl im still thinking of today coma love song ( the cost of loving badly ) met her in a letter that she sent me from the prison she was n't living very well at that time o her temper did n't help her , it was awful , you should have seen it she 'd hit people in the face , that was her crime but if i could get my hands on that pretty , angry girl i 'm sure that my sweet love would set her free so i said it in a letter , `` i think you can do better !