| Courtyard |
|---|
| Said he’d build me a courtyard |
| He promised he would |
| And spend time in my courtyard |
| Whenever he could |
| In the corner, a tall tree |
| So shady and cool |
| A white marble fountain |
| In a clear sparkling pool |
| A lovely stone courtyard |
| With a lacy iron gate |
| And a bountiful garden |
| Where I could wait |
| Yes, he built me a courtyard |
| Like he promised he would |
| And I know that he’d come to my side |
| Oh, he would if he could |
| Patterns on a courtyard floor |
| Illusions of all I’m living for |
