Из альбома: Bill Withers: The Complete Sussex and Columbia Albums
And I’ve sat in the sunshine in summers of sadness
And lived through the winter when lonely was here
And I’ve gone throught the motions of feeling for fear
That I never would find you my dear
And I’m thankful to whoever made it all possible for me to be with you while I lived
And spare you the grief if I passed on before you and i don’t think I’d live if you died before me And I hope that the smell of these roses will follow you on in the time when
the roses are gone…
I love you Dawn…