R Saxe, Hubert DavidYouTube
Down in a desolate garden,
'Midst all the weeds on the ground,
'Twas there in the gloom I found a sweet bloom,
That was shedding it's perfume all around.
Just a rose in a garden of weeds,
No-one knows why they planted you there,
Although you're alone, how sweet you have grown,
With no-one to tend you or care.
Never mind little rose, never mind,
Though you're lonely and nobody heeds,
When the night sheds its dew, it's a tear shed for you,
Just a rose in a garden of weeds.