The Garden You Planted

Good Morning, Dear I hope I didn't wake you too soon Becuz my mind is growing tired Too much thinking what I should do I picture you out there It must be beautiful this time of year All those East Coast leaves Floating round like embers from burning trees Well, the weather out here's just the same But the garden that you planted remains Now it's only work Each day leading into the next Barely scrapping by I tire myself out just so I can rest But rest it rarely comes When it does I cannot go home Becuz it's much too quiet Seems that I'm not suited to being alone And everyone around me's changed But the garden that you planted remains I think about you Maybe more than I should But the smoke is getting old The drugs I'm taking aren't so good So will you talk to me Even though you've had a late night Becuz I need a little help Baby, tell me I'll be alright Cause everything around me's changed But the garden that you planted remains