Garden

A flowering garden is all that I want
With colors, perfume and all you can see
I'll try to work with the strenght of an ant
The ant is my mind and the garden is me

Every step means a thought that I plant
A caged one or maybe one that is free
I'll cut all the weeds grown on my land
The space that I got will be there for my tree

Don't rush the garden
There's time for all
Alive from spring
They'll die at fall

The water has stopped and the fate is to blame
The soil got dry and the flowers are dead
I'll choose to cry to put out the flame
The anger, the pain, they're all in my head

A year of drought has come to an end
I tought myself that good times will come
I tried to search for a helping hand
And the rain came down, calming out the sun



Credits
Writer(s): Robert-alexandru Mancini
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