Writing in my room
About the things I do
For when I pass away
I'll have something to say
So I start this story
With a man in the garden
He's trying to forget
All the doubts he has
He may decide
All his course
Then he will find
What he deserves
I can hear you laughing in his ears
I can see you lying
Everything he thinks he said in those words
Everything he does always for the others
Man in the garden
He can do
He can die
And he can make everybody cry
Was confused
Now he knows
Who are the people he can trust
I can hear you laughing in his ears
I can see you lying
Everything he thinks he said in those words
Everything he does always for the others
Man in the garden
Everything he thinks, said in those words
Everything he does always for the others
In the garden
He is the man in the garden
And he will live trough his song
