All woman are flowers, but only one is a rose
She will stand above them, She's the one I chose
I give her my dreams and my heart to hold
So she can safe-keep them, away from the cold
When she looks in my eyes, I feel secure
Knowing her love will always endure
Hearing her voice, as I comprehend
How to one another, we're each others friend
When she talks on the phone, she's sweet and sincere
She can calm a storm and cure any fears
When the world is cruel, she's there for me
To hold and caress and make me feel free
She will stand above them, she's the one I chose
All woman are flowers, but only one is a rose.
C. Vergara
01.11.2008
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