She is so pretty
it pinches your heart,
But in immense pain.
She doesn't understand
that I want her,
she doesn't say anything to me.
In the garden she sits
to mix with nature,
her and the roses.
2 words maybe
the fence behind me,
I have no courage.
All week her window is open
stars above and a collapsing heart.
I would give her a bag of sentiment
but I'm ashamed to give.
This happens a lot
even in good families,
a boy loves a woman.
She will finally feel
that I'm standing on the road,
and will turn her head.
All week her window is open
stars above and a collapsing heart.
I would give her a bag of sentiment
but I'm ashamed to give.
It's been a year now
she left the house,
where to - I would never know.
And it is harder
to fill in the blanks,
there was only a rose left.
All week her window is open
stars above and a collapsing heart.
I would give her a bag of sentiment
but I waited for too long.