Babys Breath and Carnations for the First Time We Met, Daisys and Buttercups a Night I`ll Never Forget. Sweet November Sunsets Eyes Drift to Dream. The Moon Rising Softly in the Quiet City Scene, The Scent of Cinnomen and Sugar Fill the Warm Air, Cold Eyes See Him Alone Way Over There. The Day He Left a Weak Heart Cried, The Roses He Sent Now Blackened and Died!
