The Garden That You Planted

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

Floating round like embers from burning trees

Well the weather out here is just the same

But the garden that you planted remains.



Now its 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

And when it does I cannot go home

Because it's much too quiet

Seems that I'm not suited to being alone,

And everyone around mes changed

But the garden that you planted remains.



I think about you

Maybe more than I should

But the smog 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 everything around mes changed

But the garden that you planted remains