My heart was like an empty block .
A vacant lot .
But America for me you never forgot .
The rose that died .
The people who cried liberty .
America your beauty remains young and free .

You watered new seeds and gave them life
through your tears ,
Now in a vacant lot the roses reappears ,
like love that cannot die ,
America I see ,
a day will surely come ,
for life and liberty .

America for me .
A beauty rich and rare .
An everlasting symbol beyond all compare .
The rose shall bloom again ,
and in time we grow old ,
remember vacant lots will someday all be sold .

Love never dies in vain .
Beauty is always young .
Independance is a strength we stand all as one,
yes,for all the world the star spangled banner flies .
America your colours show love never dies .

By Paul McCann