We surely know If a flower’s going to grow It must have the sun Or it’ll wilt one day and die away Before it’s young life’s begun, Before it’s song is sung. Heaven help the flowers who have no sun.
Listen as he plays his magic song. He leads the children and he brings love to them And they all sing along Like Little Flowers reaching for the sun. They’re Little Flowers and he reflects the Son.
Vic and Sue know what true life’s got. Let none be left behind. They bring hope to the little people who Make life’s words rhyme. Living a love that knows no over time. Listen as he plays his magic song. He leads the children and he brings love to them And they all sing along Like Little Flowers reaching for the sun. They’re Little Flowers and he reflects the Son.
She lived alone in a tiny cottage in a village deep in the forest, yet
Maria was known to hundreds of people from around the world for her
cottage was right next door to Kompas Park.
