Dig where the wild things grow
Hands in the earth, watch life overflow
Every petal kissed by morning dew
Find a world reborn, a life that's true
You've got to stop and smell the roses
Feel the beauty as life reposes
Blossom and thorn, they come hand in hand
In the beauty of the garden, we make our stand
Blossom and thorn, love's bittersweet
Pricked in the heart, where joy and sorrow meet
Rose of Sharon blooms, in the morning's light
In the dance of the garden, it's all right
You've got to
You've got to stop and smell the roses
Feel the beauty as life reposes
Blossom and thorn, they come hand in hand
In the beauty of the garden, we make our stand
Summer's heat and autumn's chill
We harvest the love that the garden instills
Every bloom that opens, every thorn that stings
In the garden's grace, our hearts find wings
Find wings
You've got to
Stop
Stop and smell the roses
Feel the beauty as life reposes
Blossom and thorn, they come hand in hand
In the beauty of the garden we make our stand
We make our stand