He works hard to give her all He thinks she needs
  Three car garage
  Her own credit card
  He pulls in late to wake her up
  with a kiss goodnight
  If he could only read her mind
  She'd say:
  Buy me a rose
  Call me from work
  Open a door for me,
  What would it hurt?
  Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
  These are the little things
  I need the most in my life
  
  Now the days have gone
  Two years of feeling all alone
  She can't help but wonder what
  she's doing wrong
  Lately she'd try anything to turn his head
  Would it make a difference if she said:
  
  Buy me a rose
  Call me from work
  Open a door for me,
  What would it hurt?
  Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
  These are the little things
  I need the most in my life
  
  And the more that he lives,
  The less that he tries
  To show her the love that he holds inside
  And the more that she gives,
  The more that he sees
  This is a story of you and me
  
  So I bought you a rose
  On the way home from work
  To open the door to a heart that I hurt
  And I hope you notice this look in my eyes
  Cause I'm gonna make things right
  For the rest of your life
  
  And I'm gonna hold you tonight
  And do all those little things for the rest of your life