Roses were red

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Don’t you worry about me

I’ll make it though

I used to think that she really cared

But I know the truth

And my feelings have been spared

Day after day she spoke no words

Day after day my chances

Flew away like the birds

Every time I think of her face

I remember how my chances

Disappeared without a trace

Maybe tomorrow she’ll change her mind

Maybe tomorrow I’ll quit being so blind

And see that she’s gone

Out of my grasp

Never again

Will my love last