The Rose

Will the birds be singing

When my life is done

And all the seasons of me have come and gone

Plant me in the garden where the willow grows

And from my sorrow, a rose

How high the moon

How deep the ocean

I never knew

'Til now

As the curtain closes there'll be no surprise,

When the anthem's playing we know to rise

Every living creature was born to close their eyes

But love the great magician, never dies....

How high the moon

How deep the ocean

I never knew till now

For the years of sadness I will not mourn

For in the deepest darkness courage is born

How high the moon

How deep the ocean....

How high the moon

I never knew

Til now