I miss You much, I miss You deep

Tulip is in need

Here comes beautiful decay

I miss You hard, I miss You heaps

The desert sand dries everything

Even the roots of happiness

I miss the way I crawled to You

I miss how You fed me, too

I guess my sap burnt You

Where did You go, You and Your watering-can

Are You lost, or stuck somewhere

I promise I’m trying to glow the best I can

How I wish I had a green thumb

‘Cause the gardener of my heart is gone

I miss Your smile, I miss Your eyes

Tulip cries itself to death but none of its tears wet the ground

I miss Your ginger tea

I miss Your voice and its melody

That used to protect me from the wind

How can I dance now when it gets stormy?

How can I say that I’m sorry?

If I yell would You hear me?

Would You forgive me

If I promise I’ll be a better seed?

I miss those days

I miss those nights

The scent fades away

As the red turns to grey

Oh how I wish I had a green thumb

The gardener of my heart is gone

The sun is setting

As the night is falling

One single petal left is hanging down

The sun is setting

And the night is falling

One single petal left is slowly moving

How I wish I had a green thumb

‘Cause the gardener of my heart is gone

How I wish I had a green thumb

‘Cause the gardener of my heart is gone