Description
I have forgotten how your hands Cared the roots and trimmed the roses
Your fingertips bringing peace to the land
And nature sleeps as this day closes
Tha gardener sprinkling water with a smile
The animals biting the earth in singular way
The soil is happily waiting so fertile
The icy fire dancing lead in a passion play
And still your hands are touching ground
I turn into this burned stone feeling remorse
Suddenly I am singing in your homemade sound
And the water in the woods is taken by force <>