I heard his time was short so I
Went to see my old friend
When I walked through the door he said
Sure good to see you again
Sit down here by me,
Doc says my future ain't bright
But even if I don't beat it there's a
Part of my past that won't die
He points to a picture and smiles
From his easy chair
As he relives the moments, says girl
That was heaven right there
You can see his heart's broken
As a lonesome tear drops to the floor
And along with the silence that fell
Came a knock at the door
A bouquet wrapped up in ribbons and bows
Too little too late I suppose
But he clings to the last ray of hope
And a dozen white roses
They were meant for eachother
That was clear right from the start
What a shame too much pride and a jealous heart
Kept them apart
A card and some flowers
Ain't quite enough to make amends
For fifty years living a life
Of what should have been
A bouquet wrapped up in ribbons and bows
Too little too late I suppose
But he clings to the last ray of hope
And a dozen white roses