We went out for a week or two
I know i was in love with you...

Roses are red
Violets are blue...

As I look into the sky
And see the colors molding into two...

And I think of you before I sleep,
And the minute that I wake...

Mitchell, darling, I love you
I have since we very first met...

How do I write about an empty feeling?
A feeling of desolation...

We were the soldiers
And we marched together...

It’s supposed to be a day of tribute
There’s special words...

Another year passed
Another day gone...

Forgotten about every thing
Lost in a world with only hate...

The waves crash down, over the whitened rocks
The boats pull in, to the near empty docks...

You run out you get smashed
little to know, all will become crashed...