we find ourselves in their garden 
secret whispers on the breezes in our ears 
can’t believe what we see with our eyes 
can’t let these flowers know our fears 

listen carefully to hear the fairies sing 
of sadness we all know 
like the beauty of a flower in bloom 
obscured by the gathering snow 

the flowers and their petals will always fade 
as we continue to breathe 
a shift in the weather is all we need 
to find our strength to believe 

pick the petals from the flowers 
don’t let them lie to you 
lie to you, don’t let them lie to you