Behind the Great Wall That separates us all When there is reason Tonight I'm Awake when there's no answer Arrive the Silent Man If there is balance
ooh ooh There's a forest, a beautiful place The sun always shines upon your face And the wind blows away The troubles inside your mind You'll find your secret garden
Garden always makes me teary must be one of them foreigners ENSEMBLE: God, that's good! That is delicious! MRS. LOVETT: What's my secret? Frankly dear
be there! TODD: It's about to be opened Or don't you care? No, I'll be there! I will be there! But they'll never be sold If I let 'em get cold ? But
abide it. There in the house is a lonely man Still haunted by her beauty, Asking what a life can be Where naught remains but duty. MARY: Is it always
standin' there Feelin' happiness inside you now You always knew it was a state of mind You're just reelin', takin' in the thoughts around you Everyone's got secrets
I can always see the light into the garden. Come into the garden babe oh come on in ... You'll never know it feels not to be one thing or the other. If there
there's a way I can see visions and dreams I know there's a way I can delineate any new empire the colors I'm crying to secrets they're drying and now
bungle Just another butt to sniff Half our lives surmise For only you to decipher Our reasons are quite tame One by one we die And our secrets die within us There
and I?ll be there (yes I will) things we always thought were forbidden you ?ve found them deep inside of me, hidden in my garden walk with me baby in my garden
found by mistake A gardens secret yet inviting door Leading to a place I'm trying hard to let go From the down side to the upside From the inside to the outside There
And it hit me, Minnesota is dope If only simply for not what we have but what we don't It's all fair, it ain't out there, it's in there It's in the mirror
each chest that needs less innovating Cause there still debating over what rhyme skill is Sick of waiting for time killers to get over there murder raps
And stories forgotten, some old fairytales Of wizards of Oz, of lost keys and gardens Hiding secret doors that lead to a dream For those who believe there's always
spirit might have said to me There is dying that occurs relatively suddenly There is dying that occurs relatively gradually There is dying that occurs relatively painlessly There
, talk On and on, all about the things we missed But always just behind the smile You've got the same sad eyes In your secret garden There is no one
So you know she's really there She'll look at you and smile And her eyes will say She's got a secret garden Where everything you want Where everything you need Will always