Evie's Garden

In the middle of Evie's garden Was a rock she could never move Worn away by a faithful hand till No one knows the date Bring back the rain We'll go walking Bring back the wind Like you do Of the flowers in Evie's garden One would never go out of bloom Planted over a well forgotten Opened by the moon Bring back the rain To Evie's garden I'm at the gate Looking through In the middle of Evie's garden Was a rock she could never move Nearly buried in a night bloom tango Pale and smooth as skin