Roses still bloom 
In the month of June
The birds are still singing
But in different tune

I walk through a valley
And search for a door
Meaning to go
Where I was before

The God of creation
Is a God of
Love and peace
He made it all
To ever increase

The roses' thorns
Are a result of sin
Having entered the world
It was man let it in

All the pain and 
Suffering 
Is because of man's sin
Can't blame it on God
He gave us a choice
'Twas man let it in

If we'd all turn to God,
How great it would be
Many a handicapped
Is loving of He

To gain, you have to give
To give, you'll get much more
But when it's slung open
Just don't shut the door