I picked you a rose
One rose of crimson red
But you wont ever get it
Because my courage is now dead
I made you a card
Its filled with lovely art
But you'll never understand
That they're pieces from my heart
I wrote you a poem
It says 'I love you'
But you don't know that
These three words are the truth
You gave me your love
Youve kept alive my heart
But you have no idea
Without you it wouldn't start.
One rose of crimson red
But you wont ever get it
Because my courage is now dead
I made you a card
Its filled with lovely art
But you'll never understand
That they're pieces from my heart
I wrote you a poem
It says 'I love you'
But you don't know that
These three words are the truth
You gave me your love
Youve kept alive my heart
But you have no idea
Without you it wouldn't start.