If I were a garden or a bird
Id whisper sweet little things in the silence
When I had been there for you
I felt these precious things that were holdin
Like dreamin Its in my head
Something not fleeting
Butter is flowing
Gonna love you more than we did before
I believe in you We meant to be
And someday Well let our love
Do anything that we wanted to
If I were a garden or a bird
Id whisper sweet little things in the silence
