Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Garden, artist - Emeli Sandé. Album song Long Live The Angels, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 10.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
Garden |
I’m not telling you to love what I love. |
I’m asking you to take time to know |
what it is that you love and are in love with. |
And do what you can not to |
offend this sensitive soul, who has seen things no lips can’t confess, |
no pain can bear witness to, no mind can justify, no memory can wipe |
Let me love, let me touch, let me love |
Baby, give it up, let me drink from the fountain |
In the car, on the street, in the dark |
Baby, on the beach, in the |
back of the garden |
Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready |
Oooh ooh, don’t stop |
Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready |
Oooh ooh, don’t stop |
You’re in the club, how you dance, how you touch |
How you offer up all your love and devotion |
Roll it up, spark it up, let it burn |
On the balcony, and we can fly to the ocean |
Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready |
Oooh ooh, don’t stop |
Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready |
Oooh ooh, don’t stop |
You make it real, make me feel, make me feel |
I’m as strong as steel and as tall as the mountains |
Talk is cheap, can you rescue me? |
No place I’d rather be than the back of the garden |
Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready |
Oooh ooh, don’t stop |
Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready |
Oooh ooh, catch up |
Once upon a time ago |
I threw my cautions to the wind, my friend |
And yelled, «Geronimo!» |
And rode the wings of love to outer space |
But then I fell a thousand miles to Guantanamo |
Euphoria to torture |
I left a note that had a rhyme, it go: |
Love is like a ferris wheel |
Love is like a roller coaster |
Love is at a standstill |
Body after body after body |
It’s a landfill |
And I just caught a body |
In the lobby and got my hands filled |
I’m a serial lover |
I set up all the dates |
That rang up fate and got my friends killed |
I barely knew my dad, sometimes I feel like my mother |
I love that Purple Rain love |
That have a fight, that scratch my face |
That fuck outside and ride my motorcycle in the rain love |
Love is like a garden, love is like a death sentence |
Love is like a pardon, I’m free again and ready |
Once outside these prison walls, to believe again is scary |
Your garden is my sanctuary |
Back of the garden |
Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready |
Oooh ooh, don’t stop |
Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready |
Oooh ooh, don’t stop |
Yeah oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready |
Oooh ooh, don’t stop |
Oooh ooh ooh, I’m ready |
Oooh ooh, don’t stop |
Be my confidant, my shoulder, my diary, my best friend, my mentor, my lover, |
my teacher, my preacher, my one and only, my everything. |
From the beam of the |
sun to the dim of the moon. |
From before until always I’m yours. |
So keep me safe |
within yourself. |
Bow to my throne, no matter what, and I will stand tall |