Joe Jencks

Written: 02/1998

I cannot be your everything, even if I tried
Though I can sit and hold your hand, and love you when you cry
I cannot do your walking for you, you cannot do mine
But if we go together there are secrets we may find

So please accept these gifts, oh they're simple but they're true
Nothing but a token of the way I feel for you
Some colored paper hearts and a little Elmer's glue
And a couple of Gas Station Roses

I cannot wave a magic wand and take away your pain
To do so would just steal away the power that you've gained
But, I can give you all the love that I find inside
For in the light of true hearts, there is no need to hide

So please accept these gifts, oh they're simple but they're true
Nothing but a token of the way I feel for you
Some colored paper hearts and a little Elmer's glue
And a couple of Gas Station Roses

I cannot know tomorrow, all I have is just today
But I would choose to spend this day with you
And listen to the bird song, floating though the trees
And open up my heart to love's gentle blowing breeze

So please accept these gifts, oh they're simple but they're true
Nothing but a token of the way I feel for you
Some colored paper hearts and a little Elmer's glue
And a couple of Gas Station Roses

© 1998 Joe Jencks