The Garden

In the time of the harvest, the leaves fallin' down
I held what my true love could reap from the ground
But the bounty of a garden can all rot away
Without love and protection and a hard will to stay

I'll never have a garden again
Where I fall to my knees and work with the land
Now I'm just prayin' with two dirty hands
I'll never, no, never have a garden again

For the land it can dry up, and seasons will change
A weak love will falter and hearts rearrange
Gardens need sunshine and gardens need rain
And my tears are too salty to watеr the garden

But I'm dreamin' of a gardеn again
Where I fall to my knees and work with the land
'Til then, I'll be prayin' with two dirty hands
I'm dreamin', yes, dreamin' of a garden again

Now me and my new love, the seeds for the soul
Are tendin' the soil and plantin' a rose
For after the winter comes springtime again
And the garden can grow like a heart that can mend

I'm livin' in the garden again
Where I fall to my knees and work with the land
And I keep on prayin' with two dirty hands
I'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again

I'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again