If Roses grow in Heaven
Lord, then pick a bunch for me
Place them in my Dad’s arms
and tell him they’re from me.
Tell him that I love and miss him
and when he turns to smile
place a kiss upon his cheek
and hold him for a while
If Roses grow in Heaven
Lord, then pick a bunch for me
Place them in my Dad’s arms
and tell him they’re from me.
Tell him that I love and miss him
and when he turns to smile
place a kiss upon his cheek
and hold him for a while