Buy Me A Rose

He works hard to give her all he thinks she wants.
A three car garage, her own credit cards.
He pulls in late, to wake her up, with a kiss good night.
If he could only read her mind, she'd say:

Buy me a rose, call me from work.
Open a door for me, what would it hurt.
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes.
These are the little things, I need the most in my life.

Now the days have grown to years of feeling all alone.
She can't help but wonder what she's doing wrong.
Lately she'd try anything, to turn his head.
Would it make a difference if she'd said:

Buy me a rose, call me from work.
Open a door for me, what would it hurt.
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes.
These are the little things, I need the most in my life.

And the more that he lives, the less that he tries,
To show her the love that he holds inside.
And the more that she gives, the more that he sees,
This is a story of you and me.

So I bought you a rose, on the way home from work.
To Open the door to a heart that I hurt.
I hope you notice this look in my eyes.
I'm gonna make things right, for the rest of your life.
I'm gonna hold you tonight
Do all those little things,
For the rest of your life.

Kenny Rogers