She took the flower that she loved
Planted him in the burning sun
A desert formed around, and the morning dew,
Were tears the flower cried
It nearly died

She took the flower that she loved
Brought him near into her house
Her house was cold and dry, with no light to see,
The flower could not leave,
It nearly died.

She took the flower that she loved
Found the place where he belonged
Without walls in shade of sunshine, where flowers bloom,
In peace they bear no pain,
And rarely die