Hurry, hurry come quick with my gift
waiting for you in this midnight drift...

Oh Valentine, valentine, valentine
can you hear my plea...

Sorry i made your mum cry
it was you as much as me...

Looking at you,
you look like him...

Walking back to your house
knowing nobody's home...

Born again into your presence
a new girl, fresh and pure...

I wrote a poem with a twist
a sharp something or other...

Do not stand at my grave
and cry...

You could cut me in2 a thousand pieces and lay...
but every piece would cry out i love u and won't...