Garden of Love

I’ve been killed, I really have
softly shot by your magic hand
and the shimmering lights, glorious nights in the garden
I’ve been blind, yes I have
but something’s changed and I understand
what gentelness means in the garden

No, it’s not a secret that my heart had been buried, unfound
To the silence, to the dust
into the sad and sorry ground

The garden of love, the garden of love gave me sorrow
The sinners and the saints
All they ever gave me were heartbrakes, babe
The Garden of Love, the Garden of Love left me hollow
The beggars and the fakes
All they ever gave me were heartaches, babe
And now you’re here to save me
Can I be saved?