This one little rose, does it represent you and me?
Or does it represent what our love could be?
We are always happy around eachother, all the time
But how could I be sure I'm not losing my mind?
Do you care for me the way I care for you?
I have never felt this way before
It was meant to be, since we first met at four
But when you reach 18 you'll go to college
And the thought of me, you'll barely acknowledge
You'll learn about yourself, and your spirit
It's so close I can almost hear it
And so now I lay down this rose on your doorstep for you to find
And hope and pray that you'll be mine.
