bunch of roses

And there's this lady, dressing up every morning.
She walks, gets mingled, and then goes on smiling...
She has this scent, and tresses to love.
There are people around her...
You, and you, and you.... And you too..
And there.. You too...
She walks by you, talks to you, smiles and laughs at you.
She is looked at... You ogle at her, and you wink.
You get her things to buy, and you make her cry.
You make her smile, holding her hand.
You are by her side. You love her.