It's getting late

I'm coming home

I picked this rose for you

I've been away searching for oceans

With time to kill

You better buy a gun

Because I've seen them watching you

The old man and his son

They have been studying your moves

Why won't it rain

They need the water

They'll die faster than you

I'm not in pain

I've got my flowers

It's happening

You better get your gun

I see them watching you

This pain has just begun

You will see me in the news

I know you will

And I don't understand why I sleep all day,

and I start to complain when there is no rain

I don't believe in miracles but I believe in you

Now I can't wait 'til I can sleep in late

Maybe I'll miss you then

With no garden to tend

I am your gardener!?! Oh no (what have I done)

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