I come to this garden, I come here to rest
Early each day upon rising
I think of my lost love from over the sea
And sometimes I've wondered, if she thinks of me
I long to recall every kiss, every kind word
I miss her so much I could die
But the creatures of evil have captured her heart
And that same old obsession still keeps us apart
There's peace in the garden, there's peace in the air
Peace in the sound of the river
There's peace in the meadow, the sun shines like gold
And if she were with me there'd be peace in my soul
I long to return to the place I remember
The taste of her lips close to mine
I could do much better if I could be strong
Come into my garden but leave me alone
I come to this garden, I come here to rest
Just as the night comes stealing
Someone is weeping, I'm calling her name
Deep in the garden, deep in my brain
I long to recall every kiss, every kind word
I miss her so much I could die
But the creatures of evil have captured her heart
And that same old obsession still keeps us apart
But the creatures of evil have captured her heart
And that same old obsession still keeps us apart
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