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I walk in the garden as the light is fadingand I know who I am, I know who I amI walk on the streets with my heart wide openand I know where the ground is, I know where the ground isBeneath my feet I plant these seeds to bring back life to those who diedMan, woman and child all reconciled and it's a true clichéWe need no proof, it's quiet clearWe know, we know what makes the flowers growWoman paints a picture, red blood on white sheetsand I know who I am, I know who I amAnother crucifixion for a man with visionI know where the ground, I know where the sound isThese hands we hold to be free, one act of kindness recognizedMan, woman and child all reconciled and it's a true clichéWe need no proof, it's quiet clearWe know, we know, we know what makes the flowers growLove, love makes the flowers growand it's a true clichéWe need no proof it's quiet clearWe know, we know what makes the flowers grow Aus Songtexte Mania