The Garden

Our world was a garden
How lovely the garden
Red where the roses bloomed
Green where the meadows grew
Sweet was the wine of the fruit
We could share

Now the garden
Chokes in the air
Burned by the sun
Poisoned by rain
Black as the sky
Still we can't understand
Why angels cry
When they gaze at the garden

Our world was a garden
Her beauty forgotten
Gone now and paradise lost
Gone now and we pay the cost

Down deep in our hearts
We are to blame
For all that we
Wasted away
How many years
How many tears
To make it end
When will the seed of love
Grow in the garden again

When the garden
Breathes in the air
Kissed by the sun
Washed by the rain
Clear as the sky
Maybe we'll understand
Wy angels cry
With their joy at the sight
Love could make our world
A garden agai