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I was watering my rose garden and you walked by my place I almost ran up to you in a lustful, unsensitive haste I almost cried cause I acted so insensitive But I wanted you to know about the feather-soft warmth I could give I respect your feelings I respect your gender I respect your existence I'll always be tender Cause I respect your feelings As a woman and a human I'll be the pansy-growing gardener of our bouquet of love A flower-wielding soldier with the grace of a dove I'll love you all, heart, mind and soul, I'd never think of anything cheap I'll read you some of my poems before you go to sleep I respect your feelings I respect your gender I respect your existence I'll always be tender Cause I respect your feelings As a woman and a human

I want to go by the river Put a blanket on the grass I'll pour my heart and soul Into your wine glass I'll kiss you for an appetizer And I'll love you for the meal Then I'll ask your hand in marriage While I look up lovingly and kneel I wanna take you on a picnic A picnic of love (picnic of love) Under the blue sky above Love, love, love Even the ants and the squirrels They can tell we're in love My heart soars like The wing of a dove We'll take a walk Through the forest and the trees And then we'll lie down With the birds and the bees I wanna take you on a picnic A picnic of love (picnic of love) Under the blue sky above Love, love, love

You were my high school sweetheart and my girl next door You've been my lifelong best friend and so much more We matured into each other's arms, we were never apart You blossomed into the woman who owned my heart You're my woman, my lover, my friend I pushed you on the swing, we played in the sand I bought you ice cream from the ice cream man I looked at you like a gardener looks at a flower I would stare out my window at you for hours You're my woman, my lover, my friend You're my woman, my lover, my friend You are my tender loving juice fruit, my reason to live My heart's like a butterfly with flowers to give I remember looking back to our high school prom When I shook your dad's hand and gave flowers to your mom You're my woman, my lover, my friend I showered you with love, flowers and pearls And you've given birth to our baby girls You're my succulent sweet buttercup, and more importantly my friend We're inseparable love cuddlebunnies til the very end You're my woman, my lover, my friend You're my woman, my lover, my friend