Dead Tree Garden
There are just to many ghost here
To this haunted villa...
Another day, another month, another
Year well this is driving me crazy
I've got to get out of here
You make me nervous and I can't
Deal with the anxiety and be myself
So here's throwing all caution to the
Wind sometimes you have to just
Get away to find yourself...
I wanna live by the sea, I wanna be
Free, I want to be me...the real me
Of course I'll miss those few faces
I love but I'm tired of people telling me
What to do I'm not a child anymore
I'm all grown up now you can try to
Stop me and say it's for my own good
But you couldn't stop me now if you
Wanted to sometimes you've just got
To do what your heart tells you to do
And...
I wanna be free, I wanna be me
And breathe the deep the clean open
Air of the sea...
There's just too many Ghost's here
In this haunted cottage in the shadows
Of Dead Tree Garden...
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