Lyrics

High on a balcony, over a path of green The gardener gazed at the darkening sky Ooh, and his eyes held tears, and as the thunder nears He takes a step and he cries Old woman gone, living alone Made up his mind it was time to go home And he knew it, he knew it (Once he dreamed and now he's dead) Glasshouse green, splinter red He was a lonely man and though his life was planned He never saw the way that things could be On his retirement day a man with a greenhouse came Things would be different he could see Work was his life, life was his pain Mustn't let people think they were to blame And he knew it, he knew it (Once he dreamed and now he's dead) Glasshouse green, splinter red Poor soul, poor show, poor life, sad though Poor kid's poured his life away Poor soul, poor show, poor life, sad though Poor kid's poured his life away High on a balcony, over a path of green The gardener gazed at the darkening sky Ooh, and his eyes held tears, and as the thunder nears He takes a step and he cries Old woman gone, living alone Made up his mind it was time to go home And he knew it, he knew it (Once he dreamed and now he's dead) Glasshouse green, splinter red
Writer(s): John Richard Pantry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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