The Garden

In the time of the harvest, the leaves fallin' down
I held what my true love could reap from the ground
But the bounty of a garden can all rot away
Without love and protection and a hard will to stay

I'll never have a garden again
Where I fall to my knees and work with the land
Now I'm just prayin' with two dirty hands
I'll never, no, never have a garden again

For the land, it can dry up and seasons will change
A weak love will falter and hearts rearrange
Gardens need sunshine and gardens need rain
And my tears are too salty to water the garden

But I'm dreamin' of a garden again
Where I fall to my knees and work with the land
'Til then, I'll be prayin' with two dirty hands
I'm dreamin', yes, dreamin' of a garden again

Now, me and my new love, the seeds for to sow
Are tendin' the soil and plantin' the rose
For after the winter comes springtime again
And the garden can grow like a heart that can mend

I'm livin' in the garden again
Where I fall to my knees and work with the land
And I keep on prayin' with two dirty hands
I'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again
I'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again