Some will buy flowers,some even gold,a few will propose god are they bold,
For me its simple I look to the skies,squeeze my heart strings theres no surprise,
I stand and I ask why this disease,why has it happened I`m down on my knees,
Good days and some bad I take them each as one,
As I look to the skies for those that have gone,
Shout as loud as I can "can you see my tears"
Leave alone those left fighting they too have their fears,
Theres a group of people who keep helping us proud,
So for them I look up and kiss my valentine cloud