The Garden
You know you're all aloneYour friends they aren't at homeEverybody's gone to the gardenAs you look into the treesYou can look but you don't seeThe flowers seem to tease you at the gardenEverybody's there, but you don't seem to careWhat's it with you man, and this garden
Turned into my worst phobiaA crazy man's utopiaIf you're lost no one can show yaBut it sure was glad to know yaOnly poor boys take a chanceOn the garden's song and danceFeel her flowers as they wrap aroundBut only smart boys do without
You can find it all insideNo need to wrestle with your prideNo you ain't losin' your mindYou're just in the gardenThey can lead you to yourselfOr you can throw it on the shelfBut you know you can look insideFor the garden
I wasn't really scaredLost my virginity thereTo a gypsy with blond hairBut now no one seems to careLike a mouse inside a mazeWandering 'round four daysWith a smile upon my faceI never want to leave this place
Only poor boys take a chanceOn the garden's song and danceFeel her flowers as they wrap aroundBut only smart boys do withoutTurned into my worst phobiaA crazy man's utopiaIf you're lost no one can show yaBut it sure was glad to know yaBye byeSo long, bye byeIt's glad to know yaBye byeBye byeAs...so long