Tell her that I love her;Whisper that I miss her.Tell I am praying. Tell her she's my friend.Tell her that I love her; Tell her to get well soon.Whisper that she's special;Tell her that I care.Tell her that I love her,Little vase of roses;Can you take the message?Say I'll soon be there.

A grand dessert come summertimeFresh ripe melons from the vine.Sweet and cold and oh so fine,Cantaloupe and watermelon cut from the rind.

Like a spontaneous song,Bursts of blossomBrighten the roomLike fireworks Like a praise of celebrationAt a much-wanted baby's birth!La-la-la-la-la-la...