Wrinkled old paper
never knew he loved me so...

I set it free in the air
like a child blowing bubbles...

Green like an emerald
As blue as a sapphire...

She sits on the windowsill
like a flower wilting in the sun...

The Rose stands there all day and night.
Like it has nothing better to do, just waiting for...

Wrinkled old paper
never knew he loved me so...