Flowers in the vase
flowers in the pond
flowers in the arms of my lovely one
she's holding a bouquet
bought for Mary's sake
she's going to greet the ******
with her bright offering today

She'll pray the rosary twice
for days of loss and nights of grief
those petals delicate,
the ****** never sees
my baby loves me dear
protection she entreats Maria
that we'll always remain
under her watchful gaze

But the flowers at her feet all wilt and die.
Holy lady give my girl a sign.
Then I too will offer up the same.
Fresh cut flowers for you Notre Dame.