garden bed
from indian lakes
i saw glimpses of your love in bloom
every branch is reaching out to you
but i can't see the colors
of your eyes behind the leaves
and when the weight is gone
i'll be your rotting petals
and when the thorn is soft
your stems are breaking off
you're suffocating in your garden bed
i spoke my mind you never said a word
and i can't see the colors
of your eyes behind the leaves
and when the weight is gone
i'll be your rotting petals
and when the thorn is soft
your stems are breaking off
you're suffocating in your garden bed
(you're suffocating in your garden bed