• I look at it and see
    All the things you did for me
    I kiss it and remember
    The way you used to kiss me
    I set it in a vase and think
    About all the care you gave to me
    My little Red Rose

    Days later
    I look at it and see
    All the things you never did for me
    I kiss it and remember
    All the lies you told to me
    I take it out and throw
    Away all the pain it caused me
    My little Wilted Rose

    I gather up the petals
    Remember all the times between
    When I didn’t know
    If we would still be we
    I hold them close and try
    To remember the good times
    That get farther and farther away from me
    I place them in a book
    Safe for the moment from the pain
    My little Broken Heart