I’m planting myself in the garden Believe me Between the potatoes and parsley Believe me
And I’ll wait for the rain to anoint me And the frost to awaken my soul I’m looking for lasting relations With a greenfly, spider or maggot Believe Me
They’re telling me something I don’t know Telling me They’re telling me something I think so Telling me
But I’ll wait ‘til I know there’s a moment To get up from my chair by the sea And I’ll be able to say that I’ve been there Telling me something I don’t know Telling me