In The Garden

I'm never gonna cry again
I'm never gonna die again
I shed some tears for you
I shed more tears for you than the ocean

I didn't wanna let you know
I didn't wanna take your time
I didn't wanna bring you down
I didn't want to hang around you

So we're living in desperate times
Oh such an unfortunate time
I can't relate to you
I just can't find a place to be near you

She said revenge can be so sweet
I like to take it when i can
I need to play with the ones i hate
I like to see them suffer

It has to be dangerous
It has to be refined
It has to be skillfull
You need to take your time

She said i take care
Of my resources
You never know
When you might need them

I'm fast and i'm strong
My reflexes are good
It doesn't take long
To achieve my deserved revenge

Child in the distance
A memory untamed
Family connections
There's a mess in the kitchen
All messages received
Always a quick reply
The mood the afternoon
Another change of light

There's nothing like an english summer

The telephone is good
So wonderful and true
We need the time to think
Everyone's listening
Another change of light
The underlying truth
Request to pack it in
No solutions

Feel my body breathing in
Touch the softness of my skin...
I am very beautiful
I can be so beautiful...

I am very beautiful
I could be successful...

My hands are moving
My feet are tied

Watch the way my hair falls down
See the way my hair falls down

I am very beautiful
I can be so beautiful

Touch the softness of my skin
Feel my body breathing in

My hands are moving
My feet are tied
My eyes are closing
My mouth is wide

I will let you touch me
If you want to touch me

Take me to your heart

Time after time
I try to contact you
Time after time
I try to talk to you
But you don't take me to your heart

When i'm alone
I think you're near me
It's good to pretend
That you're with me
Why don't you take me to your heart

Takes a step back
From the vacant chair
Looking in the mirror
While she's combing her hair
Wipes the dust from a cup
While she's cleaning up
Wonders very slightly
What she's doing there

A simple reflection
Can be too revealing
Years are for counting
Years are for stealing
She's a mathematician

Calculator
Counting daily
Counting forever...

Cold clean glass and a razor blade
Fly on the table and a passing car
Closes the curtain to keep in the shade
Closes her head and now she's counting down

Dust is collecting
But she doesn't notice
Counting for ever
She's a calculator
No-one can see her

She's invisible now
No-one can see her
And the dust is collecting

Young girls
Not so innocent
Will give you wide eyes
Will show you knowing smiles

Young men
An air of independence
Will take you at their leisure
They live for pleasure

All the young people of today

Young girls
An air of mystery
Are dreaming from their towers
They smell of flowers

Young men
They can do anything
They are set to win
With unmatched power

All the young people of today