Golden hair as bright as morning sunbeams
Eyes of blue that saw into your soul
A smile that could warm a winter’s evening
Or touch a broken heart and make it whole

Her laugh was like the sound of angels singing
Her voice was a gift from God above
Amie saw a world that’s filled with rainbows
And never met a soul she didn’t love

God must need a very special angel
Whose heart’s as pure as newly fallen snow
To come and join His choir of heavenly voices
And light the way that He would have us go
And so He called our very special angel
To spread her wings and take her final bow
Let our hearts be filled with joy instead of sorrow
To know that she is there beside Him now

A need for bringing happiness to others
Could fill her days wherever she might be
With songs, she touched the hearts of those who heard her
And now she’s singing in our memories

The life she held so dear was only just beginning
Fame and fortune waited ’round the bend
The dreams she shared will never be forgotten
For the love she left with us will never end

God must need a very special angel
Whose heart’s as pure as newly fallen snow
To come and join His choir of heavenly voices
And light the way that He would have us go
And so He called our very special angel
To spread her wings and take her final bow
Let our hearts be filled with joy instead of sorrow
To know that she is there beside Him now

Let our hearts be filled with joy instead of sorrow
To know that she is there beside Him now

A little boy not much more than a baby
Found a rose and picked it like a child would do
Proudly he went running to his mommy
And with a grin he said, “Look what me find for you”

A teenage boy packed groceries at the market
A rebel kid sometimes a little wild
But every year on Mother’s Day and birthdays
He’d bring her a rose just like that little child

A single crimson rose
In time became a symbol of
Endless love shared between
A mother and her son
A single crimson rose
Was a special way to say
I’ll always love you come what may
A single crimson rose

At eighteen, he enlisted in the army
To fight a war he felt needed to be won
Sometimes he’d write on Mother’s Days and birthdays
He never failed to send a rose to mom

That soldier now is coming home a hero
With his medals to the mother that he loves
With tear-filled eyes, she tells him how she’s missed him
And on his casket lays a single crimson rose

A single crimson rose
In time became a symbol of
Endless love shared between
A mother and her son
A single crimson rose
Was a special way to say
I’ll always love you come what may
A single crimson rose

A single crimson rose
Was a special way to say
I’ll always love you come what may
A single crimson rose

A little boy not much more than a baby
Found a rose and picked it like a child would do