Garden
Once again we play the restless game
Trading our flaws to become the same
Knock on wood for what I´ll never be
A bluebell can´t be an anemone
Why is it so hard for all of us to realize
That different flowers make the
Most beautiful garden?
Once again separation came
Divided us by bodies and the color of our skin
Why is it so hard for all of us to realize
That different flowers make the
Most beautiful garden?
Oh, oh , oh
Why is it so hard for all of us to realize
That different flowers make the
Most beautiful garden?
