The grass is not green when it is dead,
And roses are not always red.
The sky is not blue when it is grey,
Colours change from night to day.
Clouds can be white, grey or even pink,
Nature does change didn't you think?
"Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
And I love you."
Comparing our love to nature is strange,
Nature is not fixed and it does change.
The grass it died,
And the roses weren't red I lied,
The sky is full of clouds of grey,
And flashing lightening bolts of dismay.
Nature does change and so did our love,
There is no use reckoning with the force from above.