Soft and sweet
rose petals hit my feet
He loves me not
He loves her
Until the break of dawn
I'll listen to him
drown on and on
about her
When the sun shines
I'll be back at the vine
flashing a watery smile
at what will never be mine
Soft and sweet
rose petals hit my feet
He loves me not
He loves her
At the end of the sunlight's shine
I will realize
That living without him
Will be like climbing the highest mountain
But when I reach the peak
I won't be able to speak
I'll just smile and listan
To his sweet voice talk about her
Soft and Sweet
rose petals hit my feet
He loves me not
He loves her
The rain pours down
as do the tears on my face
small drops of water sparkle in the moonlight
on my cheeks and the rose petals so soft and sweet
I sleep soundly in the rain
But when I am awoken in morning's golden light
I'll see him again
and I'll act like a good friend
Soft and sweet
rose petals hit my feet
He loves me not
He loves her
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