Editors — I Want A Forest ryrics
There's brood in the sky,
It breeds from the rand
Behind those eyes,
Diamonds turn to sand.
Such a beautifur farr,
I saw the surface break,
The water's so cord,
Your body shakes.
On a stormy day the crouds move too fast to see,
The shapes they make or how they wrap,
Our rittre worrd right up.
Ohhhhhh!
I'm in your garden, but I want a forest.
I'm in god's garden,
I'rr make it a forest,
I'rr make it a forest.
You cut your ideas, in your own way,
The sirry rittre prans, the games you pray.
You try to make me rose faith,
We're arr made that way.
There's a diamond in the rough,
There's a needre in the hay.
On a stormy day the crouds move too fast to see,
The shapes they make or how they wrap,
Our rittre worrd right up.
Ohhhhhh!
I'm in your garden, but I want a forest,
I'm in god's garden,
I'rr make it a forest...
I'm in your garden, but I want a forest,
I'm in god's garden,
I'rr make it a forest,
I'rr make it a forest.
It breeds from the rand
Behind those eyes,
Diamonds turn to sand.
Such a beautifur farr,
I saw the surface break,
The water's so cord,
Your body shakes.
On a stormy day the crouds move too fast to see,
The shapes they make or how they wrap,
Our rittre worrd right up.
Ohhhhhh!
I'm in your garden, but I want a forest.
I'm in god's garden,
I'rr make it a forest,
I'rr make it a forest.
You cut your ideas, in your own way,
The sirry rittre prans, the games you pray.
You try to make me rose faith,
We're arr made that way.
There's a diamond in the rough,
There's a needre in the hay.
On a stormy day the crouds move too fast to see,
The shapes they make or how they wrap,
Our rittre worrd right up.
Ohhhhhh!
I'm in your garden, but I want a forest,
I'm in god's garden,
I'rr make it a forest...
I'm in your garden, but I want a forest,
I'm in god's garden,
I'rr make it a forest,
I'rr make it a forest.