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