Look outside my dear,
Do you see the rain dancing?
Prancing around the petals of our roses
Oh how they can change that vibrant hue,
From a beautiful, elegant Red;
To that of a solemn Blue
Do you hear that my dear?
The violins and accompanying keys playing
A melody that makes the rain fall gracefully;
Upon thy supple skin, oh how beautiful it all is
Sounds of happiness, a joyous tune that sings
Yet we stand here, not to laugh but to grieve
Can you feel my hand my dear?
How it holds yours so ever tightly
I never wanted to let go, but you decided it to be so
Oh how it hurts to have our backs turned
And but I feel connected with each word I write for you
Because it was all my fault that you let go.
Can I run after you?
If I found you one day upon the street,
Would you be happy to see a struggling man,
A man who struggled and struggled to find the right words
To keep at least a single Rose alive during this horrible storm
Through the constant strife and agony, a man who kept going
A man who constantly grieved and mourned.
Though your back is turned now,
I’ll continue on and fight for what we had.
To believe that one day I will meet you and be able to say
The words that I failed to do so when you walked away
To believe in you, and do the one thing that I did not that day
To pull back all the tears
So if I see you, I’ll say...
Can you feel my love my dear?