The Garden
the garden of your love
where I so much wish to dwell
seems overgrown with weeds
of hurt and and disappointment,
I can tell
there must be a way somehow
for me to prove my worth
if not I will be consigned
to walk forever on this earth
love doesn't come that easy
nor leave so quickly either
I don't really understand it much
I wish I had a magic wand
to make all things "just so"
such luck, I am afraid,
that I will never know..
so we'll sleep apart again
as in so many countless nights
but dreams are my consolation
in my darkness, its only lights
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