secret garden

in my secret garden, im looking for the perfect flower
waiting for my finest hour
in my secret garden, i still believe after all
i still believe and i fall
you plant the seed and ill watch it grow
i wonder when ill start to show
i wonder if ill ever know
where my place is
where my face is
i know its in here somewhere
i just wish i knew the color of my hair
i know the answers hiding somewhere
in my secret garden, theres

a petal that isnt torn
a heart that will not harden
a place that i can be born
in my secret garden
a rose without a thorn
a lover without scorn

if i wait for the rain to kiss me and undress me
will i look like a fool, wet and a mess
will i still be thirsty
will i pass the test
and if i look for the rainbow, will i see it
or will it pass right by
cause im not supposed to see
cause the blind are never free
even at my secret garden
theres a chance that i could harden
thats why ill keep on looking, for

i still believe, i still believe
cause after all is said and done
im still alive
and the boots have come and trampled on me
and im still alive
cause the sun has kissed me, and caressed me
and im strong, and theres a chance
that i will grow, this i know
so im still looking for

somewhere in fountain blue
lies my secret garden.