I was watering my rose garden and you walked by my place
i almost ran up to you in a lustful, unsensitive haste
i almost cried cause i acted so insensitive
but i wanted you to know about the feather-soft warmth i could give
I respect your feelings
i respect your gender
i respect your existence
i'll always be tender
cause i respect your feelings
as a woman and a human
I'll be the pansy-growing gardener of our bouquet of love
a flower-wielding soldier with the grace of a dove
i'll love you all, heart, mind and soul, i'd never think of anything cheap
i'll read you some of my poems before you go to sleep
I respect your feelings
i respect your gender
i respect your existence
i'll always be tender
cause i respect your feelings
as a woman and a human