Freedy Johnston
Evie's Garden
In the middle of Evie's gardenWas a rock she could never moveWorn away by a faithful hand tillNo one knows the dateBring back the rain we'll go walkingBring back the wind like you doOf the flowers in Evie's gardenOne would never go out of bloomPlanted over a well forgottenOpened by the moonBring back the rain we'll go walkingBring back the wind like you doBring back the rain to Evie's gardenI'm at the gate, looking throughIn the middle of Evie's gardenWas a rock she could never moveNearly buried in a Night Bloom tanglePale and smooth as skin
From Letras Mania