Valentine - Mary Hopkin

As she gazes from her window

There’s someone she’s waiting for

Satin slippers and invitations

Scattered around her on the floor

All the memories blend together

All the faces look the same

She holds a photo of a young man

Still, she can’t recall his name

But she remembers hearts and roses

I’ll be yours if you’ll be mine

She remembers hearts and roses

Will you be my Valentine?

Through the night, they danced together

Passion veiled in every word

Old flames and old heartaches

Strong emotions, now barely stirred

She beguiled them with her favours

Won them over with her charms

And the broken-hearted boy

Forgotten, in her lover’s arms

But she remembers hearts and roses

I’ll be yours if you’ll be mine

She remembers hearts and roses

Will you be my Valentine?

Now she’s standing at her window

See her from the street below

As she waves to every stranger

Crying out as they come and go

No more trails of handsome suitors

Leaving flowers at her door

And the young man in the photo

She doesn’t know him any more

But she remembers hearts and roses

I’ll be yours if you’ll be mine

She remembers hearts and roses

Will you be my Valentine?