It was eight on the bus   On the way back home from the school   She wore red earmuffs   And a cashmere scarf to match   It was cold outside, 1989 Valentine’s Day   They walked home   She cried, she cried   Noone knows why      It’s official, I’m helpless a hopeless romantic   It’s official, I’m helpless a hopeless romantic      Seventeen high school prom   All the girls had dates with egos   To match their dress   Last dance last chance for romance   There he stood not alone   Pretty girl with her face in her hands   He’s confused, she cries, she cries   Noone knows why      It’s official, I’m helpless a hopeless romantic   It’s official, I’m helpless a hopeless romantic      He wore black   To match her veil   All the guests they cried   Like she had done so many times      It’s official, I’m helpless a hopeless romantic   It’s official, I’m helpless a hopeless romantic   It’s official, I’m helpless a hopeless romantic   It’s official, I’m helpless a hopeless romantic