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the gardener hums a songabout Jehova feeling bluehe must have known beforethat the summer is coming throughand the girl who just walked byis beat as beat can beif I had known what to say to herI would have fallen down on my kneeMicky won't you be so sadthere's nothing you can dobut to wait around for peoplewho will sing this song as loud as you doyour left arm carries your bagyour right arm carries your soulit's a miracle you don't tip overit's a miracle you're there at alldon't you know, just a boydon't you know that I need youI would take you to the parkand make the gardener sing for youMicky don't you be so sadthere's nothing you can dobut to read a lot of booksSongtextethat will tell you nothing's ever newyesterday I got awayto my favourite place to readand I told the handsome waiterI met a girl who looked just like meshe had the eyes of William Blakeand a fist made of wooland the cigarette that she gave mewas the only thing that I could takebut Micky don't you be so sadthere's nothing you can doyou gotta hold on to your breathand pretend that you're not turning blue Aus Songtexte Mania