If every flower were a rose A rose it's beauty would not be Trampled on like blades of grass Red roses would not be a thing Oh God What simple fool would think The yellow sunflower will stand too tall? Oh God What simple fool would think The purple iris, far too dark? Oh God Oh God Oh little one there's none like you Hand crafted so perfectly By God, Himself, He gave you life The breath of whom all living things If every flower were a rose A rose it's beauty would not be You're beautiful like no one else You're one of a kind, made perfectly Oh God What a simple fool would think Those daffodils with their silly bells? Oh God What a simple fool would think Those lilies and their petals pale? Oh God Oh God Oh God Oh God