That Stranger (Rose)

You will always be that stranger

A strange affection I had

I thought it was more

The stranger thought otherwise

 

The little time we spent

I spent it with doubt

Was it really real

The stranger thought otherwise

 

Everything has faded

As it was a pretend

But my singing is for real

As real it can be 

And it was a crush

For that I am sure of

Like a crush of a butterfly on rose