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