Everyday I sent another present,
   Just to let her know how very much I care . . .
   Wrote a little love note with each present,
   But it didn?t seem to get me anywhere . . .
  
   My poor worried heart was almost certain,
   That this love affair would never be . . .
   Then I sent a dozen yellow roses,
   Then from that moment she belonged to me . . .
  
   Roses, roses, roses I thank all the roses
   That bloom in the spring . . .
   Love is a wonderful thing,
   The rest of my life I will bring her
   Roses and roses and roses of love . . .
  
   Roses, roses, roses I thank you for saying
   What I couldn?t say . . .
   Oh!, what a wonderful way,
   To tell her, "I Love You" each day,
   With roses and roses and roses of love . . .
   And roses and roses and roses of love,
   And roses and roses and roses . . .