I drew a perfect love for you

and threw it in a velvet box

and wrapped it in hope and promise

and tucked under my bed for safe keeping

Years go by and still it's there

the black velvet caked grey by dust

and all the hopes and promises have since gone astray

It precides in my thoughts as do you

I wonder what your doing now?

I wonder if you're happy w/ the one you chose

or has she left you far behind

I wanted to give my love to you

But fear overcame my emotion

So still it sits..fading

and the only thing I regret is my velvet box

All the above is © Copyright by Heather Messer, 1998, 1999, 2000