We were strolling along in old lover's lane. The stars were twinkling above. The moon was so bright when I asked you that night.Would you go in my garden of love? I'm planting a rose in my garden of love. It's blossomed with beauty so ripe.The flower I love, the garden my heart.And you'll be the only one there.You promised you'd be my flower, my love.Its beauty would not wilt away. You would always be there in my garden of love.If I cherish my Rosie, my dear.So I'm planting a rose in my garden of love.It's blossomed with beauty so ripe.The flower I love, the garden my heart.And you'll be the only one there.It's blossomed with beauty so ripe.
