“The Rose between two thorns”
Not so my friend.
Remember me, and you will find
What you mean to Love.

Remember me my friend
Next time in the centre of the dance we meet.
Remember the one you called the Rose
Dancing between you two,
Those you called the thorns,
Dancing in the rhythm of our feet.

Do you know this Love, my friend?
Look and see.
A Love that transforms,
Transforms to the Rose you saw in me.

Two thorns?
You think you are a thorn?

Not so my friend.

Then what?

Remember me, my friend
And you will find
A Love that will change your mind.
A Love that won’t lie to you,
Love that’s kind
Love that’s pure
Love that’s sure.

This Love, it’s given to me my friend
Given to me for my very own.
Given to me to share.
If you like, you can have it all
I can easily get some again.

Remember me, my friend, stand and stare
The person that this love comes from
He’s got plenty more to spare.

See my friend, your face in my eyes
See my friend, what my Jesus sees.

See, the Rose between two flowers.

“The Rose between two thorns”
Not so, my friend.