The thought of you lingers like steam after a shower;
But its different now, in my mind i neither cry nor cower.
Nor do i scream "IF ONLY I HAD MORE POWER",
For if i did your love would be nothing but coarse powder.
Now all i think is, i hope he buys you flowers,
I hope his love never flounders,
I hope he cares for you and in love you are showered,
I hope he always has the power,
I hope he never makes you cower...
And most of all i hope the thought of him never comes to haunt you in the shower.