Would these eyes know a sunset if they saw one
Would this mind only show them the sea
Cause that land on the other side of the mountain
May be sand but it looks greener to me
All of my youth thought this was my calling
But to tell you the truth it's like the roses in my garden
Gotta grow all these roots but the ground don't want it
It don't want it, no it don't want it
Would this soul rise on up to the sunlight
Eager to grow or dry out in the heat
Cause there is always a land on the other side of a mountain
But it's just sand until you make it a sea
All of my youth thought this was my calling
But to tell you the truth it's like the roses in my garden
Gotta grow all these roots but the ground don't want it
It don't want it, no it don't want it
All of my youth, All of my youth, All of my youth, All of my youth
All of my youth thought this was my calling
But to tell you the truth it's like the roses in my garden
Gotta grow all these roots but the ground don't want it
It don't want it, no it don't want it
All of my youth thought this was my calling
But to tell you the truth it's like the roses in my garden
Gotta grow all these roots but the ground don't want it
It don't want it, no it don't want it
All of my youth thought this was my calling
But to tell you the truth it's like the roses in my garden
Gotta grow all these roots but the ground don't want it
It don't want it, no it don't want it