Precious winter rose

Beautiful and rare

Precious winter rose

In the garden there



Now there's only thorns

In the garden there

All of the petals are tattered and torn

Scattered everywhere



And the hand that crushed the winter rose was mine

Yes the hand that crushed the winter rose was mine



Yes the hand that crushed the winter rose was mine

Was mine

Yes the hand that crushed the winter rose was mine

Was mine



Was mine