I live beside a dead garden, Where I pa** the time of day. Come sit and watch the clay harden, If you're ever around this way. A tray with tea for two Is waiting here for you, Waiting here in Grey Garden. If I could live on rainwater, I'd never leave again. I'd stay here with my only daughter, My one and only friend.
Under this old tree is where I like to be, It's where I feel like me. So leave me in my grey garden. In my grey garden. I'll find a bottle one day With a genie inside who'll say:?today's your lucky day, Now wish away this grey, Bring joy back to the dead garden, Back to the grey garden.