And Roses And Roses

Everyday I sent another present
Just to let her know how very much I care
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
Then 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
And roses and roses and roses of love
And roses and roses and roses