there is a garden,,, just a little ways down the winding path,
we cleared the spot,and planted tiny seeds,,, these seeds was called hope's and dreams,,,
what would grow? and what would bloom?
was unknown,,,maybe a perfect love ,a love with tender petal's like the softest rose,
we did not know.. would this garden ever grow?
the sunshine warmed the seeds, and the rain drops, gave them life,
there in the garden,i planted love you planted lies,,
the rose was borned amoung the thorns, and some how it bloomed...any way...
in the garden of wasted dreams... i wait...each and every day...
will you return before this love the rose fades away?
in the garden of wasted dreams... in the sea of thorns,the rose was born...
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