He works hard to give her all He thinks she needs
Three car garage
Her own credit card
He pulls in late to wake her up
with a kiss goodnight
If he could only read her mind
She'd say:
Buy me a rose
Call me from work
Open a door for me,
What would it hurt?
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
These are the little things
I need the most in my life
Now the days have gone
Two years of feeling all alone
She can't help but wonder what
she's doing wrong
Lately she'd try anything to turn his head
Would it make a difference if she said:
Buy me a rose
Call me from work
Open a door for me,
What would it hurt?
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
These are the little things
I need the most in my life
And the more that he lives,
The less that he tries
To show her the love that he holds inside
And the more that she gives,
The more that he sees
This is a story of you and me
So I bought you a rose
On the way home from work
To open the door to a heart that I hurt
And I hope you notice this look in my eyes
Cause I'm gonna make things right
For the rest of your life
And I'm gonna hold you tonight
And do all those little things for the rest of your life