You can find me stranded in your secret garden,
in a labyrinth of my love for you
You can find me standing at the tree by your window,
waiting for you to come back home
You can find me resting in a bed of your roses,
sleeping in a scent of your perfume
And I'll be down on my knees, picking up all the flowers
that I will send down to you
I'll be waiting for the sudden shift of the wind to tell me you've returned
Now these leaves aren't blowing, but the branches are wearing thin
While these weeds are growing, you're never really showing up to cut them down
But now it's clear to me that you were never meant to be here
So will you find me stranded in your secret garden,
helping me find my way to you?
Will you find me standing at the tree by your window,
greeting me when you come back home?
Will you find me resting in a bed of roses,
lying down right next to me
And when I'm down on my knees, up around all the flowers,
ready to say these words to you
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