A simple man, with simple words to say
A simple life, with a simple way...

All she does is wallow
In misery and tears...

I know, I'm not the best here is
I don't know the words to say...

There are moments when I'm lost
When your face I can't recall...

The one I find, I think is right
Is never right it seems...

It was late Friday night when we said goodbye
I knew right then that my heart would cry...

Let the shadows poet say what they please
For beauty is truth, true beauty, that is all...

My sweethearts take this gentle rose
Press it to your heart and always remember...

Dearest darling, delightful, my beautiful Dear:
Why couldn't I tell you... why did I fear...

These roses for you my love, today
Pink perfection in a long stemmed creation...

The dewdrop upon roses bloom
Could ne'er compare to thee...

I woke up in the morning
I rushed into the day...