Walking in the garden on a winter day
The heavy sky above me is draped in sliver gray
Where the broken lilies lie scattered at my feet
I stop to turn my collar up and suddenly I see
One rose still grows among the barren thorns
It braves a bitter wind that blows
The fallen lie so deep
In snows of endless sleep
But one rose, one rose
Still grows
Could it be the season, Christmas almost here
Why a bloom was saved for the closing of the year
Maybe to remind me of a winter morn
One so dark and cold, when another rose was born
One rose still grows among the barren thorns
It braves a bitter wind that blows
The fallen lie so deep
In snows of endless sleep
But one rose, one rose
Still grows
Craig Bickhardt - One Rose Lyrics
Craig Bickhardt - One Rose Lyrics
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Walking in the garden on a winter day
The heavy sky above me is draped in sliver gray
Where the broken lilies lie scattered at my feet
I stop to turn my collar up and suddenly I see
One rose still grows among the barren thorns
It braves a bitter wind that blows
The fallen lie so deep
In snows of endless sleep
But one rose, one rose
Still grows
Could it be the season, Christmas almost here
Why a bloom was saved for the closing of the year
Maybe to remind me of a winter morn
One so dark and cold, when another rose was born
One rose still grows among the barren thorns
It braves a bitter wind that blows
The fallen lie so deep
In snows of endless sleep
But one rose, one rose
Still grows
The heavy sky above me is draped in sliver gray
Where the broken lilies lie scattered at my feet
I stop to turn my collar up and suddenly I see
One rose still grows among the barren thorns
It braves a bitter wind that blows
The fallen lie so deep
In snows of endless sleep
But one rose, one rose
Still grows
Could it be the season, Christmas almost here
Why a bloom was saved for the closing of the year
Maybe to remind me of a winter morn
One so dark and cold, when another rose was born
One rose still grows among the barren thorns
It braves a bitter wind that blows
The fallen lie so deep
In snows of endless sleep
But one rose, one rose
Still grows