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 I've seen them watching you The old man and his son They've 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've seen them watching you This pain has just begun You will see me in the news I know you will (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 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 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 I am your gardener I am your gardener I'm your gardener I am your gardener I am your gardener I am your gardener I'm your gardener