I guess you noticed

There is only eleven roses

I chose them from our garden where they grew

Take the roses

And look into the mirror

And the twelfth rose will be looking back at you

There's just something about a spray of roses

To a woman

They say more than man can say

After what I've done

You may not keep the roses

But I just thought I would send them anyway

There's just something about a spray of roses

To a woman

They say more than man can say

After what I've done

You may not keep the roses