Oh Carol oh, 

Won't you let this red rose grow 

Don't kill it Carol 



This red rose that I hold in my hand 

It's the smallest flower I've seen 

One bud only just starting to show 

And the leaves are the lightest green 

It's had its share of the rain 

It needs some kisses to light its fiery flame again 

One cruel lie and it could die 



Oh Carol oh, 

Won't you let this red rose grow 

Don't kill it Carol 



It's looking for a place to live outside all space and time 

Where there will be no need for it to fade 

There is a secret garden that I think we could find 

Lots of sunshine there, just a touch of shade 



Oh Carol oh, 

Won't you let this red rose grow 

Don't kill it Carol 



This red rose that I hold in my hand 

It could grow to be so strong 

Born one night as I lay in your arms 

Created in a lover's song 

It's only just seen the light 

It could easily slip back into the gentle night 

One cruel lie and it could die 



2nd Verse not sung on record - words appear on the inner sleeve only