Born a garden fairy tale
Stands a simple rose
A story only she can tell
A story no one knows

Her beauty shines for all to see
But she's so much more than that
She longs to set her lover free
But can't see where he's at

The thorns that sit upon her stem
Will keep them far apart
She'll always be a part of him
He'll always have her heart

Deformed and twisted, not quite right
Not fit to look upon
He's buried deep and out of sight
Destined to be alone

This love between a rose and root
Will never be released
A love that he would not pollute
This beauty and the beast