The Garden

It's funny how it started I was not a loser Pull my finger round my block With thoughts to go down the drain I knew that it was trouble To try and leave this world behind I'm not asking, I'm just giving Take me to the parlor, My love is in the garden Oh take me to the parlor My love is in the garden Wait for me to dance straight I am not the answer I am merely only questioning The way that I grew up I'm not an angel, I'm just not waiting for Time to do a change My mind to rearrange Take me to the parlor, My love is in the garden Oh take me to the parlor My love is in the garden Is in the garden, is in the garden Is in the garden, is in the garden My love is in the garden Is in the garden, is in the garden My love, my love My love, my love