When I was a child they said I could write But I just wrote poems about colours The rainbow from red to blue A paragraph for every hue When I closed my eyes I saw red, not black, it's true A riding hood, pale skin in summer The darkness shone with crimson light It warmed me in my bed at night But I still wrote about colours Though I wasn't kissed until I was eighteen I learned how to make love to you in my dreams That's how I make you feel like you do When you do Valenteen No great beauty, I stayed a child While my friends were going wild While they paired off two by two The secret garden overgrew The branches and the window touched The vines came in It was too much I set a fire, burned alive â€" The garden shone with crimson light Though I wasn't kissed until I was eighteen I learned how to make love to you in my dreams That's how I make you feel like you do When you do Valenteen You and I have loved before Maybe we've loved even more Maybe we will love again before our lives come to their end Well if past, present, future run on parallel lines I steal my love across all times Gladly I resort to theft Let's spend it 'til there's nothing left Noooo Noooo (Da, da, deh, deh) Valenteen