The Rose That Blooms In Winter

Take This Rose Make it all your own In the winter of your life It will keep you warm While wandering in the woodlands In the deep and wintry grey My head was bowed with sorrow And the troubles of the day I heard some lovely music But from where? I could not say Then I saw "the rose" a bloomin' And I could not turn away... The rose that blooms in winter Is so sweet and comforting It has no need of summer For the beauty that it brings O listen with your heart To hear the song of joy it sings The rose that blooms in winter Is a rare and wondrous thing Take This Rose And it's sweet fragrance In the passing of the years You will sing and dance! Take This Rose Make it all your own In the winter of your life It will keep you warm The Rose that blooms in winter Is so sweet and comforting It has no need of summer For the beauty that it brings O listen with your heart To hear the song of joy it sings The rose that blooms in winter Is a rare and wondrous thing A rare and wondrous thing Such a rare and wondrous thing