Roses are red
And violets blue
You've heard it before
But this time it's new
A bittersweet tale
A love without end
Of hopeless regret
Of tragedies end
The one that got away
Swept up in the breeze
Her hand holding mine
Is a longing to be...
I'll tell you the story
But I can't promise you much
My love for a girl
I once loved so much...
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