MEL'S GARDEN
SOMETHING INSIDE MORE PRECIOUS THAN WORDS EVER HEARD
see her sailing on the wind of imagination you've got to be quick to catch that far away look in her eyes in those moments she is real maybe someday we will feel comfortable again I lost myself in the storms in Melanie's Garden there's a place inside no one's ever seen it's a magical secret always seventeen a kiss in a glance but what does it mean no one's ever been in Melanie's Garden she's a beautiful child all grown up too soon with a head full of dreams from a different tune she laughs at heaven and hell and sees the moon at noon will anyone understand Melanie's Garden she's got wonderlust but she holds it all back she's got priceless trust kept deep in her knapsack skating over trembling feelings with a happiness smile there's so much yet to be born in Melanie's Garden dancing child inside playing so cool so much to hide she is no fool she knows how to walk the line but believes in no rule she does well in school giving just enough... what we need to know... she's got the right stuff... rolling with the flow... so much yet to grow in Melanie's Garden when she was a younger child I thought I knew her well she was so free and wild she could have been my little girl we could have conquered the world anything's possible in Melanie's Garden something inside more precious than words ever heard it's Melanie's Garden I got lost one moment in her eyes and I found Melanie's Garden in another life we could have fallen in love something inside more precious reach higher above wanting to kiss the dreams we've always dreamed of all this and more is stored in Melanie's Garden and then storms came things just couldn't stay the same everything changes rearranges now we are strangers in Melanie's Garden see her sailing on the wind of imagination you've got to be quick to catch that far away look in her eyes in those moments she is real maybe someday we will feel comfortable again I lost a friend in the storms in Melanie's Garden Melanie's Garden (The Storms) Ric Candor ©1999  EMAIL
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