There is always something nagging, pulling at the edges, tearing what's left away There is always something waiting in the flowered circle, disguised by pleasantries When all i want is a (Garden?) come to call me (calm me?) There's always something convincing, you that you need it, even when you don't believe When all i want is a (Garden?) come to call me (calm me?) When all i want is a (Garden?) come to call me (calm me?)