A Rose in June - Lyric

In a flield of green a flower grows, like my love for you it blooms. In a clouded sky the sun is high, shining on a Rose in June. Then when winter comes and petals fall, and this lonely flower is bare, I know come spring the wheather will bring, sweet times and love in the air. Then when she arrives I will not need, a bouquet of orchids of blue, right beside a Rose in June, right beside a Rose in June.

When the summer breeze blows through the trees, and the robins sing their tune, I seem to recall a sleepy dream, scented like a Rose in June. Then when she arrives I will not need, a bouquet of orchids of blue, right beside a Rose in June, right beside a Rose in June.

When the summer breeze blows through the trees, and the robins sing their tune, I seem to recall a sleepy dream. Scented like a Rose in June. Scented like a Rose in June. Scented like a Rose in June.