Good morning dear, I hope I didn't wake you too soon Because my mind is growing tired Too much thinking what I should do
I picture you out there It must be beautiful this time of year All those east coast leaves ( http://alllyr.ru/text95390.html ) Floating round like embers from burning trees
Well the weather out here's just the same But the garden that you planted remains
Now it's only work Each day bleeding into the next Barely scraping by I tire myself out just so I can rest
But rest it rarely comes When it does I cannot go home Because it's much too quiet Seems I'm not suited to being alone
Everyone around me has changed But the garden that you planted remains
I think about you Maybe more than I should But the smoke is getting old The drugs I'm taking aren't so good
So will you talk to me? Even though you've had a late night Because I need a little help Baby, tell me I'll be alright
Cause everthing around me has changed But the garden that you planted remains