Friday, June 13, 2008


She steals the ripened fruit off my tree

Love slowly withers on the vine

Jasmine's in bloom

I know that you will soon be gone

The only woman I know

To hurt me so

And the flowers will grow

In my garden

She left her lipstick and her stale perfume

I left a note upon the wall

(it said) Be sure of what you've got

Cause girl you're not

The only woman I know To hurt me so

And other flowers will grow

In my garden

You're not the only woman I know

To hurt me so

And other flowers will grow

In my garden

In my garden

In my garden the wild magnolia grows

And there's a rose in the window

Where a lover's heart is snared on a jealous thorn

With the change of the seasons

I let you slip from my hand, now I know

Love is pain

Pain is truth

And the truth is it's over and done

The only woman I know To hurt me so

And other flowers will grow

In my garden

In my garden

In my garden

In my garden

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