Gardens In The City

When I was young, I lived in the country,

Clouds were my friends, I cannot answer why,

And now that I've grown, I live in the city,

And heaven is so far, I cannot reach the sky,

I once met a man, who lived in the city,

The stone was his home, he said his heart was mine,

He led me far away, when he told me I was pretty,

How strange to go so far, and never touch the sky,

Gardens grow most times in the country,

Grow a wondrous high,

Gardens grow sometimes in the city,

Grow, but soon they die,

Now I look up at the buildings of the city,

Their fingers are so much longer than mine,

I wish I had the hands of the city,

For heaven is so far, I cannot reach the sky,

Gardens grow most times in the country,

Grow a wondrous high,

Gardens grow sometimes in the city,

Grow, but soon they die,

When I was young, I lived in the country,

Clouds were my friends, I cannot answer why,

And now that I've grown, I live in the city,

And heaven is so far, I cannot reach the sky,

And heaven is so far, I'll never touch the sky...