The Garden Rules
There's the river, there's your house and there's the church
And there's us years ago
Deep in your garden where the nettle met the rose
Is where we'd hide ourselves
Yes, we were just kids
But you couldn't tell us that
These are the garden rules
It's what you always said
Oh, you will never know how much I love you so
Oh, you will never know how much I love you
You would call the garden rules, out like commands
And we would all obey
But you'd stifle giddy laughter as you spoke
And puncture the pretend
And we would chase our tails
Until the sun forgot to shine
And our parents called our names
Till just you and I were left
Oh, you will never know how much I love you so
Oh, you will never know how much I love you
From your house we walk the river
To the church by the silent fields
Amongst the lavender and headstones
And the larks in our Sunday clothes
Your father calls to you
As he's looking at his watch
You leave me with a kiss
On my quickly heating cheek
Oh, you will never know how much I love you so
Oh, you will never know how much I love you
Oh, you will never know how much I love you so
Oh, you will never know how much I love you
Oh, you will never know how much I love you so
Oh, you will never know how much I love you
Oh, you will never know how much I love you so
Oh, you will never know how much I love you
And there's us years ago
Deep in your garden where the nettle met the rose
Is where we'd hide ourselves
Yes, we were just kids
But you couldn't tell us that
These are the garden rules
It's what you always said
Oh, you will never know how much I love you so
Oh, you will never know how much I love you
You would call the garden rules, out like commands
And we would all obey
But you'd stifle giddy laughter as you spoke
And puncture the pretend
And we would chase our tails
Until the sun forgot to shine
And our parents called our names
Till just you and I were left
Oh, you will never know how much I love you so
Oh, you will never know how much I love you
From your house we walk the river
To the church by the silent fields
Amongst the lavender and headstones
And the larks in our Sunday clothes
Your father calls to you
As he's looking at his watch
You leave me with a kiss
On my quickly heating cheek
Oh, you will never know how much I love you so
Oh, you will never know how much I love you
Oh, you will never know how much I love you so
Oh, you will never know how much I love you
Oh, you will never know how much I love you so
Oh, you will never know how much I love you
Oh, you will never know how much I love you so
Oh, you will never know how much I love you
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Graham Quinn, Nathan Connolly, Paul Wilson, Tom Simpson, Gary Lightbody, Garret Jacknife Lee
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