Blue grows the tulip
White grows the Rose
Here goes a letter
To whom no one knows

Light falls the feather
Bright grows the fire
Of the irony of love
I will never tire

Green grows the grass
Heavy is the dew
All this beauty
Is in tribute to you

A child to a mother
A moth to a flame
As timeless as tears
I'll never be the same

Minutes to hours
A day to a year
Because of these padded walls
We're all mad here.