Tekst Utworu

Lemon trees, I could sit there for hours Flowers spoke, and the rain felt like summer Golden fields, like a fence round our kingdom And every branch was a new wall of wisdom We were safe, we were safe in our heaven And little feet ran around in the garden But then we learnt, we learnt about grieving And all was gone, like the garden of Eden And so the story goes Of little feet that marched to church to your funeral They wondered if they'd ever get a mothers love But they were told they'd meet again In the Garden of Eden On the pillowcase, many tears made their patterns Night and day, while the walls round them shattered Now other feet they run around in our garden But at school we laughed, it was our magic armour And so the story goes Of little feet that marched to church to your funeral They wondered if they'd ever get a mothers love But they were told they'd meet again In the Garden of Eden And they heard stories, yeah, people preached About a land where angels rest That she is watching us and she's proud We just have to do our best So I locked my door and I sang Played guitar 'till my fingers bleed One day I'll buy back our house And the mother I never had And so the story goes Of little feet that marched to church to your funeral They wondered if they'd ever get a mothers love But they were told they'd meet again In the Garden of Eden
Writer(s): Maria Smith, Victor Thell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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