I need a bunch of roses
delicate scents for your senses
to show you my admiration grows
the heart explodes with urgency
So i get lost in the florist´s shop
Searching for something living
something still fresh
your nose, your eyes will give themselves
you'd never know, zero expectation
I'd hint at my romantic appeal
But in this shop there's no combination
No way to show you I have feelings
The shopkeeper avoids my eyes in fear
Disappointment in body language denying
She knows i won't spend my money here
I say I'll be back, but we both know I'm lying
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