For the words you spoke so tenderly.
for the way you make me feel...

Teardrops on a rose
as i stand here all alone...

When i look at a patch of dandelions,
i see a bunch of weeds that are going to take over...

If i new it was the last time
i was going to hold you...

I'm writing you this poem
but it's one you you'll never see...

As i look at the stars at night
and dream of what is to be...

I would give anythink for another chance,
for us to be at each other\'s side...

Sometimes the word thats never spoken,
sometimes a thought thats never broken...

So many times i think of you
and wonder how you are...