In the silence of the garden Moss arizing on the wind And the beast is pondering love love love 'Till the rusty nail grow dim
I can't seem to make you mine Through the long and lonely night And I try so hard, darling But the crowd pulled you away Through the rhythm and the rain And the ivy coiled around my hand
So I lingered with the people In the silent August glade But the rain has brought the night And the night has brought the rain