A position where joy is known
No field filled with ignorant hate
The place the love flower is grown
And no time or expiration date
So seeds are always sown
Yet harvests never arrive late
All the colors reality can't see,
All around, they surround.
Fields of indulgent beauty,
Grow up from fertile ground
Without a care, plants grow free
No thief has ever found
This garden in you and me!
Composed By: Andrew Drucker
Composed By: Andrew Drucker