Goodbye England's rose ; may you ever grow in our hearts .
You were the grace that placed itself where lives were torn apart .
You called out to our country ,and you whispered to those in pain .
Now you belong to heaven ,and the stars spell out your name .
And it seems to me you lived your life like a candle in the wind : never
fading with the sunset when the rain set in .
And your footsteps will always fall here , along England's greenest hills
; your candle's burned out long before your legend ever will .
Loveliness we've lost ; these empty days without your smile .
The tourch we'll always carry for our nation's golden child .
Even though we try , the truth brings us to tears ; all our words cannot
express the joy you brought us thru the years .
And it seems to me you lived your life like a candle in the wind : never
fading with the sunset when the rain set in .
And your footsteps will always fall here , along England's greenest hills
; your candle's burned out long before your legend ever will .
Goodbye England's rose ; may you ever grow in our hearts . You were the
grace that placed itself where lives were torn apart .
Goodbye England's rose , from a country lost without your soul , who'll
miss the wings of your compassion more than you'll ever know .
And it seems to me you lived your life like a candle in the wind : never
fading with the sunset when the rain set in .
And your footsteps will always fall here , along England's greenest hills
; your candle's burned out long before your legend ever will .
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