My Lost Haven

If this wouldn't have happened My life would be the same And I hate to say it true But it looks better the other way Blackberries in June Walks by the moon Happiness at my feet To the sweet summer beat Oh how I'll miss the smell of honeysuckle More to my scent than anything subtle The garden that grew; the earth at my hand Helped clear my head; took me further from man This lost little world hiding down a gravel road Has more of my soul that I wish was untold I'll miss all the times that we spent together You were a nice place to be, before the disaster