Divine Comedy - The Secret Garden Lyrics
So much time, and so little to doI furnish my mind with pictures of youFading portraits, peculiar nameReplaced by your face in a big golden frameTake me inside youThere I will find youQuietly sleeping;Water is seepingDown from the skies andInto your eyes andInto the secret gardenThe icon hangs alone on the wall;Her sweet mouth is saying nothing at allGolden fragments of moments in timeTarnished with guilt for an innocent time