| Lyrics: | What happened here,
As the New York sunset disappeared?
I found an empty garden among the
flagstones there.
Who lived here?
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot,
Who
weeded out the tears and grew a good crop.
And now it all looks strange.
It's funny how
one insect can damage so much grain.
And what's it for,
This little empty garden by
the brownstone door?
And in the cracks along the sidewalk nothing grows no more.
Who lived
here?
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot,
Who weeded out the tears and grew a
good crop.
And we are so amazed! We're crippled and we're dazed....
A gardener like that
one, no one can replace.
And I've been knocking, but no one answers.
And I've been
knocking, most all the day.
Oh and I've been calling ,oh hey, hey, Johnny!
Can't you come
out to play?
And through their tears,
Some say he farmed his best in younger
years.
But he'd have said that roots grow stronger, if only he could hear.
Who lived
there?
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot,
Who weeded out the tears and grew a
good crop.
Now we pray for rain, and with every drop that falls
We hear, we hear your
name
And I've been knocking, but no one answers.
And I've been knocking, most all
the day.
Oh and I've been calling ,oh hey, hey, Johnny!
Can't you come out to
play,
In your empty garden?
Johnny?
Can't you come out to play, in your empty garden |
