You know you're all alone. Your friends they aren't at home. Everybody's gone to the garden. As you look into the trees. You can look but you don't see. The flowers seem to tease you at the garden. Everybody's there but you don't seem to care. What's it with you man and this garden. Turned into my worst phobia. A crazy man's utopia. If you're lost no one can show ya. But it sure was glad to know ya. Only poor boys take a chance. On the garden's song and dance. Feel her flowers as they wrap around. But only smart boys do without. You can find it all inside. No need to wrestle with your pride. No you ain't losing your mind. You're just in the garden. They can lead you to yourself. Or you can throw it on the shelf. But you know you can look inside. For the garden. I wasn't really scared. Lost my virginity there. To a gypsy with blond hair. But now no one seems to care. Like a mouse inside a maze. Been wandering round 4 daze. With a smile upon my face. I never wanna leave this place. Only poor boys take a chance. On the garden's song and dance. Feel her flowers as they wrap around. But only smart boys do without. Turned into my worst phobia. A crazy man's utopia. If you're lost no one can show ya. But it sure was glad to know ya. Bye bye. So long bye bye. It's glad to know ya. Bye bye. Bye bye. Aw...So long