Van Tramp "The Garden" |
I've got six figures over my head I've got a truth that can never be said To get by a little We try a little When we were young there were never goodbyes When we were young there was fire in your eyes When we were young I was lost I found it hard to find myself When we were young you showed me a path To get by a little We got high a little Please don't pick me up Coz I'm trying to take a break from the world Coz we ain't been heard See we ain't so bad We got everything we need to survive Coz you gave us a life It comes over again Love like a friend And the sweet, sweet love You got a black run slippery slope You got Oliver Reed on the ropes Now the barman calls you alone Now the fire in your eyes has sunset overtones And my friend I know a garden Grows inside your soul And I have grand plans to meet you there Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |