Bringing you Roses

{
I see you standing across the river..
My soft voice for you raises..
I dont get your voice back to me!
But i keep bringing you those roses.
}
The light of nostalgia
Gives me your vision.
Stupid me!I think it's you!
Hours spent in your thoughts
but moments with you so few.

To you i am a faint memory
Worthless are my pain and strife.
Pain but still no pain.....
I am happy to be a fool who thinks you her life!

My roses are my love for you..
But no roses I ever get back!
Letting them sail away in the river,
Empty handed to the gardens I go back.

{Back again...
I see you standing across the river..
My soft voice for you raises..
I dont get your voice back to me!
But i keep bringing you those roses.
}