English Garden - Quintorigo
Me and masked bird are fishing in this golden stream
How sweet is the evening
We down here blind
Still denying when the day is done
Where have you been in this wind blown years
Feathers in your hair woren like laurel
When dusk is falling how children can disappear
Sitting in a English garden
Where the sun flooded down so beautiful and dumb
Sitting in a English garden
Where the sun flooded down so beautiful and dumb
You betrayed me with your gentle touch
It's ok what's done it's done
Sooner you come sooner you can leave
Moonbeams in your band
Band still play in the shell
C'mon tell what did you except
Still drifting in and out this stoned dream
Sitting in a English garden
Where the sun flooded down so beautiful and dumb
Sitting in a English garden
Where the sun flooded down so beautiful and dumb
Sitting in a English garden
Where the sun flooded down so beautiful and dumb
Sitting in a English garden
Where the sun flooded down so beautiful and dumb
Sitting in a English garden
Where the sun flooded down so beautiful and dumb