Would you bring me flowers, if I smile?
Would you give me a hug, if I cry?
Would you kiss my lip, if I am down.?

I would like to give you a diamond, as long as you say that you do love me.
I would like to keep your company until my years fadeaway, as long as you want me to.
I would like to hold you hand, while you face the danger.

You never bring me flowers, seldom give my a hug, and forget to kiss me after May.

Would my passion fadeaway?
Would my love vanish one day?
Would my temperature quench somehow?

Tell me, please