A rose, a cross, a flickering light
A brave face, cold and white
A voice, hushed by heaven’s right
All too soon
Fool am I to grant this life meaning
To dream dreams not worth dreaming
While angels of death are silently scheming
Let me lay my head upon your breast
And whisper words unconfessed
I beg God in my loneliness
Tell me why
Why one so young and tender
Crushed like a rose in December
Lost forever and ever
I will be there when your heart calls on me
Down from a star, on a cloud
From the highest heaven
I will fly
Now don’t you cry
Why one so young and tender
Crushed like a rose in December
Lost forever and ever
I will be there when your heart calls on me
Down from a star, on a cloud
From the highest heaven
I will fly
Now don’t you cry