Wick Lyrics - Secret Garden

Hey ho, hello there Mary 

Hey ho, hello there 

And why are you in such bad temper 

the garden is dead, Dickon 

its the most forgotten place I have ever seen 

With lose great branches 

And dead roots and leaves all tangled up on the ground 

Now did you take a real close look at anything 

Mary, the strongest roses will fair thrive on being neglected 

If the soil is rich enough 

You mean it might be alive, but how can we tell? 

Oh, I can tell if the thing is wick 

Wick, I've heard Ben say wick 

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When a thing is wick, it has a life about it 

Maybe not a life like you and me 

But somewhere there's a secret streak of green inside it 

Now come and let me show you what I mean 

When a thing is wick, it has a light around it 

Maybe not a light that you can see 

But hiding down below a spark's asleep inside it 

Waiting for the right time to be seen 

You clear away the dead parts 

So the tender buds can form 

Loosen up the earth and let the roots get warm 

Let the roots get warm 

Come a mild day, come a warm rain 

Come a snowdrop, a comin' up 

Come a lily, come a lilac 

Come to call, callin' all of us to come and see 

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When a thing is wick 

And someone cares about it 

And comes to work each day 

Like you and me 

Will it grow? 

It will 

Then have no doubt about it 

We'll have the grandest garden ever seen 

Oh, Dickon, I want it all to be wick 

Would you come and look at it with me? 

I'll come every day, rain or shine if you want me 

All that garden needs is for us to come wake it up 

Dickon, what if we save the garden, then uncle 

Archie takes it back, or Colin wants it? 

What a miracle that would be, gettin' a poor 

Crippled boy out to see his mother's garden 

You give a living thing 

A little chance to grow 

That's how you will know 

If she is wick, she'll grow 

So grow to greet the morning 

Leave the ground below 

When a thing is wick 

It has a will to grow and grow 

Come a mild day, come a warm rain 

Come a snowdrop, a-comin' up 

Come a lily, come a lilac 

Come to call, calling all the rest to come 

Calling all of us to come 

Calling all the world to come 

Oh, somewhere there's single streak of green below 

And all through the darkest nighttime 

It's waiting for the right time 

When a thing is wick, it will grow!