Scarlet Roses of August

I feel no sympathy for someone who doesn't call when I send her roses; I tried to apologize for all the unkindness and the anger that made me run from her and wind up alone; how I wanted to take those words back... even these tears won't prove my sincerity! Scarlet roses of August... the bright color of the sunset on a summer's evening, today is another lonesome beginning for me who finds your unforgiveness so vain... made stronger by my useless pain! I didn't have wings...I learned to fly, and it took more than good faith to believe in you step by step; now all ends with this sad goodbye! Scarlet roses of August... staring at me and my vanity; it could have turned out differently, if I only had treated her more kindly!