Path that I used to pass
Eyes that I used to saw
No matter how strong
Pricked again, yes?
Hands up and kneel down
Not necessary, dear heart
Because this poor little heart-shaped ornament
Will never work again
If violets are red,
And roses are blue
It explains why,
I can’t love you
Because roses are always red,
And violets are always blue
Our love are worlds apart,
For me and you
