To see a smile on your face
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do
I’d even start my own garden
And grow one hundred roses just for you

I’d cut each rose just so
Placing them all around your room
And the scent would be so strong
You’d have no use for perfume

With each rose petal that wilts
Your loveliness still remains
Because no matter how many days pass
You beauty will always be contained

When the last rose finally dies
I’d take them out through the door
Return to my garden
And grow you one hundred more