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While strolling thru a lovely gardenAs day was drawing to a close...My eyes beheld a tragic storyI saw a teardrop on a rose.It should have been a tear of gladnessBut deep inside the sorrow showsA trusting heart had just been brokenI saw a teardrop on a rose.A sobbing tear that follows partingHolds all the pain that sorrow knowsA false goodbye a life is shatteredThere lies a story on a rose.The tear will dry the rose will witherWhen spring and winter comes and goesI loved, I lost, my story endedWith just a teardrop on a rose. From Letras Mania