and i've sat in the sunshine in summers of sadness
and lived through the winter when lonely was here
and i've gone throught the motions of feeling for fear
that i never would find you my dear
and i'm thankful to whoever made it all possible for me to be with you while i lived
and spare you the grief if i passed on before you and i don't think i'd live if you died before me. and i hope that the smell of these roses will follow you on in the time when the roses are gone. i love you dawn.