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Her garden grows without a single weed
Her flower pots all have a seed
All my hopes are made of air
I feel the burn but cannot dare
She took the stage with easy grace
I fumbled through a slower pace
Her dress fresh, her smile so wide
I hide my hands, I step aside
She wins the game without a try
I sweat each hour until I cry
Her trophy sits upon the shelf
I just want that to be myself
Her garden grows without a single weed
Her flower pots all have a seed
My patch of earth is turning bare
While all my wishes stand and stare
Her garden grows without a single weed
Her flower pots all have a seed
All my hopes are made of air
I feel the burn but cannot dare
She wins the game without a try
I sweat each hour until I cry
Her trophy sits upon the shelf
I just want that to be myself
Her garden grows without a single weed
Her flower pots all have a seed
My patch of earth is turning bare
While all my wishes stand and stare
Her garden grows without a single weed
Her flower pots all have a seed
All my hopes are made of air
I feel the burn but cannot dare
