It is like some demented curse
that I have to hide my feelings...

You have helped me through
so much troubling stuff...

I have won the war
because I have you ahold...

You can compare my life
to a fresh, beautiful rose...

Lock your gorgeous eyes
with mine...

Love is like a rose,
on first impression, it seems so immaculate...

You say you love another girl
and that's just fine with me...