In a garden over the sea
In the warm dense summer breeze passing time
With a little bit of you on my mind
In a garden under the trees
All these thoughts longings and dreams in the night
A little bit of you would be fine
And it's about time
All this time I longed for her to whisper
She would be mine
But I drank a little too much wine
Now she wouldn't be mine at all
By the time I built up my nerve
The chance is gone, nothing could be done in the light
A silhouette of you moving on
All this time I longed for her to whisper
She would be mine
But I drank a little too much wine
Now she wouldn't be mine
Oh if you can't be mine
I'll drown
Drown in a sea of rubies
In a garden under the leaves
In the warm midsummer breeze passing time
All this time I longed for her to whisper
She would be mine
But I drank a little too much wine
Now she wouldn't be mine
All this time I longed for her to whisper
She would be mine
But I drank a little too much wine
Now she wouldn't be mine