Copyright © 2012 Andy Cowan. All Rights Reserved
If you know my baby you will will understand
the light in her eyes sparkles like moonglow
sweet flowers blossom everytime she smiles
I will follow that girl wherever she goes
she's the girl in the garden, she's the fruit off the vine
she's the girl in the garden, she's a love of mine
she wears the colours of the autumn leaves
the yellows the reds the gold and the brown
she holds the seasons in her healing hands
and she comes to me when the leaves all fall down
she's the girl in the garden, she's the fruit off the vine
she's the girl in the garden, she's a love of mine
on sacred ground she can be found
in a secret place beneath the trees
the birds are singing a sweet morning song
and its soft and its gentle, as the april breeze
she's the girl in the garden, she's the fruit off the vine
she's the girl in the garden, just like cherry wine
she's the girl in the garden, she's the fruit off the vine
she's the girl in the garden - she's a love of mine
Let's be Friends