On Valentine’s Day when I awoke
It really was a shock
To run out to the driveway
And find an empty mailbox
There should have been some candy and cards
For this sweet little girl to see
But when I looked inside for them
Not a single one was there for me
My sweetheart said it must have been
That Time when I was bad
He said I should have straightened up
Instead of staying mad
I wonder if I’m twice as good
Will Cupid’s arrow strike next year
And maybe I’ll get twice as much
For being such a Dear
