but many moons
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and
Cockle shells and
Pretty maids, all in a row
I've got things to see to
I've got things to attend
The other day the cat ran away again
But the sunset is so beautiful this time of the year
I don't wanna go places, I just
Wanna be here
Long ago there was a man
His eyes were like the sea
He said he would come back
And bring the rainbow home to me
But many moons have come and gone
Since then, and now I know
That there is no dream beyond the flowers
From the seeds I sow
Rebecka Törnqvist
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and
Cockle shells and
Pretty maids, all in a row
I've got things to see to
I've got things to attend
The other day the cat ran away again
But the sunset is so beautiful this time of the year
I don't wanna go places, I just
Wanna be here
Long ago there was a man
His eyes were like the sea
He said he would come back
And bring the rainbow home to me
But many moons have come and gone
Since then, and now I know
That there is no dream beyond the flowers
From the seeds I sow
Rebecka Törnqvist
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