Flowers grow in spring
They're tended by the warmth that summer brings
Fall came and the petals did cling
With the first night of winter the petals fall and sing:
"I love you, I love you Not"
"I love you, I love you Not"
One by One they fall
Until the last petal dances down
And Tears collect in my eyes
As the elegant dance of the delicate damn thing floats it to the ground
And whispers to me one last time
"i love you Not"
