And Roses And Roses کے بول

Every day I sent another present Just to let her know how very much I care I wrote a little love note with each present But it didn't seem to get me anywhere My poor worried heart was almost certain That this love affair would never be Then I sent a dozen yellow roses From that moment she belonged to me Roses, roses, roses I thank all the roses that bloom in the spring Love is a wonderful thing The rest of my life I will bring her Roses and roses and roses of love Roses, roses, roses I thank you for saying what I couldn't say Oh, what a wonderful way To tell her: I love you, each day With roses and roses and roses of love Roses, roses, roses I thank all the roses that bloom in the spring Love is a wonderful thing The rest of my life I will bring her Roses and roses and roses and roses and roses Of love, of love