Written / performed / produced by Bob Forbes.
Lyrics
With the breeze you can hear old tales
Of days when life seldom failed.
Star lit nights where wishes bloom,
In a mystery, love will find it's room.
From the span of time,
We'll incite our rhymes,
In this place we both know,
Hand in hand, we yearn to roam
In the garden of our dreams, we find our home.
Nighttime begins to slowly fade,
We hold out, not being afraid,
Because the sunrise will bring new skies,
And grow this love that never dies.
From the span of time,
We'll incite our rhymes,
In this place we both know,
Hand in hand, we yearn to roam
In the garden of our dreams, we find our home.
Come take my hand without fear,
Strolling this garden we can be sincere,
With every breath, we'll genuinely cherish,
This love that blooms, for it won't perish.
From the span of time,
We'll incite our rhymes,
In this place we both know,
Hand in hand, we yearn to roam
In the garden of our dreams, we find our home.
Copyright 2025; Bob Forbes