No one cares, or no one knows
how I loved my Irish rose
Wild as a Forget-Me-Not
though I think she has forgot
that one proposal from me
just before she set me free
She even loved certain weeds
of course those with special needs
didn't matter right or wrong
short or tall nor weak or strong
when she's with me, she's with me
when she is wild then she's free
Our time long since over,
The days of four leaf clover.
I would have not had my wish
save the luck of the Irish
How could a butterfly stay
spirit meant to fly away?
No one cares, or no one knows
how I loved my Irish rose
Wild as a Forget-Me-Not
though I think she has forgot
that one proposal from me
just before she set me free
She even loved certain weeds
of course those with special needs
didn't matter right or wrong
short or tall nor weak or strong
when she's with me, she's with me
when she is wild then she's free
Our time long since over,
The days of four leaf clover.
I would have not had my wish
save the luck of the Irish
How could a butterfly stay
spirit meant to fly away?
