The Garden Gate Song Lyrics

	作曲 : Coyne
	I can see you now standing by the garden gate, back in 1958 . You're smiling at me, we're talking about butterflies, birds with purple wings with little yellow beaks . We often use to go to the park and bicycle there and you and me would stare for hours into each others eyes . It was honest stuff, we didn't tell lies but you let me down, you married a man from the factory at the end of the street and you said it was fine, you said it was fine to leave me there and cold and without a care, you wandered away to a house by the sea, to a bungalow where I don't know but I'll find it one day and I'll go there and I'll knock on your door, knock your husband to the floor (x4), the police will come and take me, they'lll take me away and maybe they will say that he's as mad as a hatter and has got to be locked up but I don't care because it's lonely here and I want to find a friend like I had a friend in 1958, I'm sure it is not too late (x2). Memories of that garden gate in 1958, I'm sure it's not too late, not too late, not too late

	zuo qu : Coyne
	I can see you now standing by the garden gate, back in 1958 . You' re smiling at me, we' re talking about butterflies, birds with purple wings with little yellow beaks . We often use to go to the park and bicycle there and you and me would stare for hours into each others eyes . It was honest stuff, we didn' t tell lies but you let me down, you married a man from the factory at the end of the street and you said it was fine, you said it was fine to leave me there and cold and without a care, you wandered away to a house by the sea, to a bungalow where I don' t know but I' ll find it one day and I' ll go there and I' ll knock on your door, knock your husband to the floor x4, the police will come and take me, they' lll take me away and maybe they will say that he' s as mad as a hatter and has got to be locked up but I don' t care because it' s lonely here and I want to find a friend like I had a friend in 1958, I' m sure it is not too late x2. Memories of that garden gate in 1958, I' m sure it' s not too late, not too late, not too late

	zuò qǔ : Coyne
	I can see you now standing by the garden gate, back in 1958 . You' re smiling at me, we' re talking about butterflies, birds with purple wings with little yellow beaks . We often use to go to the park and bicycle there and you and me would stare for hours into each others eyes . It was honest stuff, we didn' t tell lies but you let me down, you married a man from the factory at the end of the street and you said it was fine, you said it was fine to leave me there and cold and without a care, you wandered away to a house by the sea, to a bungalow where I don' t know but I' ll find it one day and I' ll go there and I' ll knock on your door, knock your husband to the floor x4, the police will come and take me, they' lll take me away and maybe they will say that he' s as mad as a hatter and has got to be locked up but I don' t care because it' s lonely here and I want to find a friend like I had a friend in 1958, I' m sure it is not too late x2. Memories of that garden gate in 1958, I' m sure it' s not too late, not too late, not too late

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