| Another one passes, And it seems as slow as molasses, The day chugs by, And that night I may cry. My friends being showered with roses, A simple door of hope closes. There are all these cards that I can see, Please oh please, say they didn’t forget me. Its nothing new, But why oh why does it make me blue? A simple conversational heart Is all that would keep me from falling apart. Why can’t I have a valentine? The one I want just wont be mine! But I won’t shed a tear, Because there s always next year. |