Testo The Garden Song

I've got the color purple stained into my soul
Of the greenery around this
I'll admit I'm not so sure

What if all the blooming isn't truly what we know
We're being fooled so cruelly
At least I'm not so sure
What if all the blooming isn't truly what we know We're being fooled so cruelly
Hope at least I'm not so sure

Oh this lovely garden once beautiful
I've seen troubles and little [?] of what we adore
Oh this lovely garden once beautiful
I've seen troubles and little [?] of what we adore