[GENEVIEVE]
I will try to make you happy
I will try my whole life through

A fresh-picked rose beside my bed
The coffee pot there hot there when I raise my head
Each day the first thing that I see
His little gifts of love for me

When days were cold, when nights got tough
I thought his small ways always ought to be enough
So now why should my smile be dim
Accepting gifts of love from him?

He is so kind and sweet and dear
And God knows he gives his all
So why do I stand here
Remembering Paul?
Oh, Paul...

I see his grin again, I smell his hair again
I touch his skin and that curve in his back
And I wish I was thеre again
But I've got to face at last
Paul is with his wifе
And all in the past is the love in my life
So start living the rest of it
I've chosen this with Aimable, eyes open wide
And if I miss with Aimable a little spark inside
Well, it's time I was making the best of it
I'll share his bed, return his touch
Let old dreams die now
By now I shouldn't mind so much
And this I swear to God above
My choice is made
If hope must fade
Well, that's what I paid for gifts of love