The Garden That You Planted

Good morning, dear I hope I didn't wake you too soon Because my mind is growing tired Too much thinking what I should do I picture you out there It must be beautiful this time of year All those East Coast leaves Floating 'round like embers from burning trees Well, the weather out here is just the same But the garden that you planted remains Now, it's only work Each day bleeding into the next Barely scraping by I tire myself out just so I can rest But rest, it rarely comes And when it does, I cannot go home Because it's much too quiet Seems that I'm not suited to being in love And everyone around me's changed But the garden that you planted remains I think about you Maybe more than I should But the smog is getting old The drugs I'm taking aren't so good So will you talk to me Even though you've had a late night? Because I need a little help Baby, tell me I'll be alright 'Cause everything around me's changed But the garden that you planted remains