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 pa**ed 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...