Will somebody wear me to the fair? 
Will a lady pin me in her hair? 
Will a child find me by a stream? 
Kiss my petals and weave me through a dream. 

For all of these simple things and much more a flower was born 
It blooms to spread love and joy faith and hope to people forlorn 

Inside every man lives the seed of a flower 
If he looks within he finds beauty and power 

Ring all the bells, sing and tell the people everywhere that the flower [bad word] 
Light up the sky with your prayers of gladness and rejoice for the darkness is gone 
Throw off your fears let your heart beat freely at the sign that a new time is born