Sorry for the setback I know i let you down Turn back the clocks and step back And spring might come around
My little misbegotten You're quite a stubborn bud If we can't make you open We will take it out in blood
We'll make a man out of you yet We will plant brambles in your bed Just close your eyes and count to ten This is as close as you will get
Oh is our little willow weeping? Flutter to your knees The untilled things before me Oh the possibilities
Thank you for the warning But i still see the sun A little global warming Never hurt no one
We'll make a man out of you yet A crown of thorns around your head Get off your knees and have a look This is as good as it will get
At last my pretty flower Is getting put to use You've always been a failure But now you're bearing strange new fruit
The inside is all wilted But the rest is fertile so I will take the belt from off the hook And watch the garden grow
We'll make a man out of you yet You won't know what will hit you next The gardener's coming to collect You wanted love? That's what you get
The gardener's coming to collect The gardener's coming to collect The gardener's coming to collect The gardener's coming to collect The gardener's coming to collect Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
