Bobby (gaymukboi) wrote,
Bobby
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The Secret Garden Medley

Clusters of crocus, purple and gold,
Blankets of pansies, up from the cold,
Lillies and iris safe from the chill,
Safe in my garden,
Snow drops so still...

High on a hill sits a big old house with something wrong inside it,
Spirits haunt the halls and make no effort now to hide it.
What will put their souls to rest and stop their ceaseless sighing?
Why do they call out childrens names and speak of one who's crying?

And the master hears the whispers on the stairways dark and still.
And the spirits speak of secrets in the house upon the hill.

High on a hill sits a big old house with something wrong inside it.
Someone died, and someone's left alone and cant abide it.
There in the house is a lonely man still haunted by her beauty,
Asking what a life can be when not remains but duty.

And the master hears the whispers on the stairways dark and still.
And the spirits speak of secrets in the house upon the hill...

...I heard someone crying...who though, could it be?
Maybe it was mother calling out from sea.
Maybe it was mother, all alone and lost and cold.
I heard someone crying, maybe it was me.

I heard someone singing, who, though, could it be?
Maybe it was Lily, calling out to me.
Maybe she's not gone so far away as I've been told.
I heard someone crying, maybe it was she/

I heard someon crying, though I cant say whom.
Someone in this house with nothing left to do.
Sounded like his father, left alone his love grown cold.
I heard someone crying, maybe it was he.

I heard someone crying, who else could it be?
Surely it was Mary, why can no one see?
Crying for her mother, for the life she's never known.
So lost see her lying in her room alone.

A bit of earth...she wants a little bit of Earth,
She'll plant some seeds.
The seeds will grow...the flowers bloom but is their bounty
What she needs?
How can she chance to love a little bit of earth?
She does not know...the earth is old,
And doesnt care if one small girls wants things to grow.

She needs a friend...she needs a father, brother, sister,
Mother's arms.
She needs to laugh, she needs to dance and learn to work her
Girlish charms.
She needs a home...the only thing she really needs I cannot give
I cannot give.
Instead she asks...
A bit of earth...to make it live...

A bit of earth, she wants a little bit of earth,
She'll plant some seeds.
The seeds will grow, the flowers bloom,
Their beauty just the thing she needs.
She'll grow to love the tender roses, lilies fair,
The iris tall.

And then in fall, her bit of Earth will freeze,
And kill them all.

A bit of earth, a bit of earth.
A bit of earth, a bit of earth.
A bit of earth, a bit of earth.
A...bit...of...earth...ooohh...

She has her eye, the girl has Lily's hazel eyes.
Those eyes that saw him happy long ago.
Those eyes that gave him life and hope he'd never known.
How can he see this girl and miss those hazel eyes?

She has her eyes, the girl has Lily's hazel eyes.
Those eyes that closed and left me all alone.
Those eyes I feel will never ever let me go.
How can I see this girl who has her hazel eyes?

She has my Lily's hazel eyes.
Those eyes that saw me happy long ago.
How can I now forget that once I dared to be,
In love alive and whole...
In Lily's eyes?

Come to my garden,
nestled in the hill.
there I'll keep you safe beside me.

Come to my garden,
rest there in my arms.
There I'll see you safely grown,
And on your way.

Stay there in my garden,
where love grows free and wild.
Come to my garden.
Come sweet child.

Lift me up, and lead me to
The Garden.
Where life begins anew.
Where I'll find you,
and I'll find you love me too.

Lift me up
and lead me to
The garden
Where love grows deep and true
Where i'll tell you, where I'll show you
My new Life..
I will live for you.

I shall see you in the garden
and spring will come and stay.
Lift me up, and lead me to the garden.
Come sweet day.


What you've got to do is finish what you have begun.
I dont know just how, but it's not over
till you've won.

When you see the storm is coming,
See the lightning part the skies.
It's too late to run,
There's terror in your eyes.

What you do then is remember,
This old thing you heard me say.
It's the storm not you,
that's bound to blow away.

Hold on.
Hold on to someone standing by.
Hold on, dont even ask how long or why.
Child hold on to what you know is true,
Hold on till you get through.
Child oh child...
Hold on.

How could I know I would have to leave you?
How could I know I would hurt you so?
You were the one I was born to love.
Oh how, could I ever know?
How could I ever know?

How can I say to go on, without me?
How when I know you still need me so?
How can I say not to dream about me?
How could I ever know?
How could I ever know?

Come to my garden.
Rest there in my arms.
There I'll see you safely grown.
And on your way. Ah.
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