...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS
GAIL'S GARDENS
we wrote a garden
planted seeds of love
unconditional
dreams only dreamt of
gave her all I could
everything that was mine
and left the garden in her hands
line by line
she said it was their movie
they must have been in love
I wonder if she understood
why it touched her so
I wonder if he saved her
and if she rose above
and am I even thought of
I wish that I could know
what I meant in her life
she was almost my wife
she was more like my child
trying to be so wild
does she think of me now
I wish I could know how
just to know what was real
was it what we used to feel
she said it was their movie
but we know how it ends
in real life he dragged her down
they let each other go
and nobody saved her
does she have any friends
is she still alive today
and did our garden grow
we wrote a garden
planted seeds of love
unconditional
dreams only dreamt of
gave her all I could
everything that was mine
and left the garden in her hands
line by line
Garden
(Line By Line)
Ric Candor ©2000
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