Evie S Garden - Freedy Johnston

In the middle of Evie's garden

Was a rock she could never move

Worn away by a faithful handtill

No one knows the date

Bring back the rain

We'll go walking

Bring back the wind

Like you do

Of the flowers in Evie's garden

One would never go out of bloom

Planted over a well forgotten

Opened by the moon

Bring back the rain we'll go walking

Bring back the wind like you do

Bring back the rain to Evie's garden

I'm at the gate looking through

In the middle of Evie's garden

Was a rock she could never move

Nearly buried in a night bloom tango

Pale and smooth as skin