The summer when I was 6 years old I saw her for the first time.She was wearing a white denim jacket and roller-skates.I hid in a bush so I could watch her unobtrusivelyAnd when we made friends three days later (which seemed like an eternity to me)I asked her if shed marry me one dayWith a Winn Dixie ringIn a plastic bubble was the wire settingAnd in that wire setting was a plastic stoneMaybe a rubyOr something like thatAll that I remember is that she told me no.And when we met up twelve years later (which seems like an eternity to me)She told me that she still remembersAnd she still hasthe Winn Dixie ring.