The Divine Comedy - The Secret Garden lyrics

So much time, and so little to do I furnish my mind with pictures of you Fading portraits, peculiar name Replaced by your face in a big golden frame Take me inside you There i will find you Quietly sleeping; Water is seeping Down from the skies and Into your eyes and Into the secret garden The icon hangs alone on the wall; Her sweet mouth is saying nothing at all Golden fragments of moments in time Tarnished with guilt for an innocent time