Just as a rose, has a long stem
So it can proudly parade...

I went for a walk on my usual path
The one I'd always go with you...

A path might be concrete and set in the ground
And maybe even coloured, so it's easily found...

A rich man decided to build
A house so grand and tall...

I miss you in the summer as sunsets hypnotize
I miss you in the winter our warmth in stormy...

We were once just two seeds
Within the same ground...

I love the aura of silence when you are near
Though your presence is felt as you appear...

I write a letter and wait her reply
Just for her all my loving words I send...

This is a sad story about a rose and a dove
One day when flying over he couldn't help but fall...

I have travelled far and searched for you
But I no longer see your face...

I see you now in the picture hanging on the wall
I hear you now on the message when you use to call...

I drink coffee while you drink tea
I prefer the night life but you're for sunny...