From the recording Rose of Paradise

Lyrics

I picked a ROSE OF PARADISE
From off a twisted vine,
A rose that only God could see;
I picked a ROSE OF PARADISE
Where darkness did entwine,
Hidden 'neath the thorns so tenderly.
 
Foresaken, all alone,
A precious thing had grown,
Wild and untamed as the sea,
But love and tender care,
Soon saw there,
A greater love no truer heart
Could ever see.
 
You are my ROSE OF PARADISE,
No finer thing does grow,
Though others say
You've led too wild a life,
 
They don't know the heart that you possess,
More beautiful than all the rest,
That I love so,
Loving ROSE OF PARADISE.