Secret Garden

So much time, and so little to do

I furnish my mind with pictures of you

Fading portraits, peculiar name

Replaced by your face in a big golden frame

Take me inside you

There I will find you

Quietly sleeping

Water is seeping

Down from the skies and

Into your eyes and

Into the secret garden

The icon hangs alone on the wall

Her sweet mouth is saying nothing at all

Golden fragments of moments in time

Tarnished with guilt for an innocent time

Take me inside you

There I will find you

Quietly sleeping

Water is seeping

Down from the skies and

Into your eyes and

Into the secret

Your beautiful secret

Take me inside you

There I will find you

Quietly sleeping

Water is seeping

Down from the skies and

Into your eyes and

Into the secret garden