I found six red roses
Resting on a wilderness ledge
And I thought of you
They were dry and faded
And who knows why they were there
But still, I thought of you
I lifted one wondering
Left for love, remembrance, loss?
Despite that I thought of you
I contemplated, just how often
Had another stood looking, longing
In that moment I thought of you
Placed in joy or the pain of absence
Knowing how love and jealousy feels
Anxiously I thought of you
I felt the distance, a lack of you.
Recalled you smile, your eyes
And with my body thought of you.
Looking out, looking back
An old, a true, a future love
And I thought only of you.