Garden Valley – Cara Dillon – letras

This is really not my homeOh where are you my lovely Johnny?I’m afraid and all aloneThere is no peace for meI’m sitting in the stranger’s roomPlaying at the stranger’s tableShining empty like the moonThere is no peace for meBut in the darkness struggle coldI think about a garden valleyGentle as the leaves unfoldSinging out across the bayDistant and so far awayThere is no peace for meI’m blinded by your city lightsI wander through these fearful placesThe colours fade to black and whiteThere is no peace for meAnd these are not the friends I knowThese are not their smiling facesA desert that no-one should knowThere is no peace for meBut in the darkness struggle coldI think about a garden valleyGentle as the leaves unfoldSinging out across the bayDistant and so far awayThere is no peace for meNow I know and feel it wellPoor immigrants deep sunken feelingStanding at the gates of HellThere is no peace for meBurned out by their master’s greedCruel exile transportationRobbed of every love and needThere is no peace for meBut in the darkness struggle coldI think about a garden valleyGentle as the leaves unfoldSinging out across the bayDistant and so far awayThere is no peace for me