Gardener Songtext
von Peaces

A drop of water running from his hands
Light is shining from his head
The gardener watching over the flowerbeds Little red flower bowing in the wind
All alone it stands
Not forgotten by the one who plants it all

His hands full dirt from the soil of the hearts
Used to cultivate each soul
The gardener revives all of those who call
The fig trees bloom when he′s falling to his knees
His face turned up to the crown of trees
Above he sees what he has got to do