The Rose You Gave To Me
The rose you gave to me, so sweet and fair.
Not even a Holiday you thought of me.
Your face with a gleam of happiness.
Then I saw love.
The rose you gave to me, oh, how I love them so.
You know just how to get my heart that way.
A sign of love that can't be profound.
Then I saw love.
The rose you gave to me, so much love you have for me.
When I saw your face, that's love to me.
Caring for me and loving me you did.
Then I saw Love.
Not even a Holiday you thought of me.
Your face with a gleam of happiness.
Then I saw love.
The rose you gave to me, oh, how I love them so.
You know just how to get my heart that way.
A sign of love that can't be profound.
Then I saw love.
The rose you gave to me, so much love you have for me.
When I saw your face, that's love to me.
Caring for me and loving me you did.
Then I saw Love.
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