So I sit while they prance along,
Along a meadow so bright,
They asked me to join them,
But my heart is bound by fright,
My garden is empty,
My flowers have died,
She plucked each one,
And planted them in her own garden bed,
So I sink to my knees,
I cry a heavy wail,
My flowers are all gone,
How can I prevail,
My rose has been snatched,
My lillies have been taken away,
Everything I've planted,
Has been sown away.