作词 : Withers
And I've sat in the sunshine in summers of sadness and lived through the winter when lonely was here 
And I've gone throught the motions of feeling for fear that 
I never would find you my dear 
And I'm thankful to whoever made it all possible for me to be with you while 
I lived And spare you the grief if 
I passed on before you and i don't think 
I'd live if you died before me. 
And I hope that the smell of these roses will follow you on in the time when the roses are gone... 
I love you 
Dawn...