I say things with the best of intentions
I mean well with attempts I make
Attempts that are done to make you happy
Yet they’re shot down from their clouds
I try to make you happy
But I get no reward for effort
I do things all for you
But those things you don’t appreciate
You don’t take the time to be thankful
To be thankful for what you have
By the time you regret your lack of gratitude
It’ll be too late to admit it
You will then learn not to take things for granted
Because things like this don’t come that often
You won’t know how much you love me
Until thank you comes too late
