The prettiest flower in the field is always so close to the edge of the cliff
I don't mind the fall as long as I can have it
Water and sunlight is all you ask?
but your life's on your back and you cant unpack
Im quiet now but Im turning inside afraid that you might die
What's the worry Mrs Gardener
What's the worry Mrs Gardener
I wont wait here idly
while you stay locked inside
A window's fine but I hear that a touch is better
Somebody can only give you everything they have until it becomes what they had
So if you give half of it back you'll know its not so bad
What's the worry Mrs Gardener
What's the worry Mrs Gardener
I wont wait here idly
while you stay locked inside
A window's fine but I hear that a touch is better