In The Garden Of Love
03-28-2011 to
04-08-2011
I follow the path
through the garden
And I see you waiting
so innocently.
Young Love has opened
my mind
To the thoughts of
who will marry me.
You’re a lower class
citizen,
So we have to meet in
secret.
My family doesn’t
know of our adventures,
They’re too busy in
the chaos of war
To know what we have
together
In the garden of
love.
Your hand reaches my hand,
And you tell me of
your history.
I listen with all my
pride,
Trying my best to
control my desires.
You sneak out late at
night,
Cause you hate your father.
You can’t stand the
politics
Of this nation,
So we just chat about
the matters
That concerns our
relationship.
I put my hand on your
hand,
And tell you of my
victories,
You listen with all your
might,
But, I know you’re
just playing shy.
You prefer to take
things slow,
And I adhere to your
demands,
I would never do
something foolish
To scare you away for
good.
Someday I’ll break
the news
Of the girl I want to
marry,
And my family will
learn to accept it…
Da Da Da… Da Da Da
Da Da Da… Da Da Da
I’m In love.
Da Da Da… Da Da Da
Da Da Da… Da Da Da
So In Love.
Wedding bells will
ring in the garden of love
As I slip the diamond
on your finger,
And kiss you with all
my passion.
I’ll carry you in my
arms,
Look into your
charming eyes,
And tell you I’m the
luckiest man on earth.
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