i see a flower on the groundi pick it up with out a sound
i count the petals all8 standing still
and then i started my say, startin with the one i could feel:
he loves me
he loves me not
he loves me
he loves me not
he loves me
he loves me not
he loves me
he loves me not
i look in despair
of all the broken petals
as i realize the truth
is this really fair
i look again
to see the same
i pick one up
and start again
he loves me
he loves me not...


