Walking In The Garden – A Flock of Seagulls – letras

Somewhere down in new york townWhere lives a friend of mineBut i haven’t seen her faceFor a very long long timeShe tried to tell me that my life was getting harderShe took me by the handWe went walking in the gardenWell it’s five past three in the afternoonAnd the sun is burning downI’ve gotta pack my bagsAnd get outta this sticking townDon’t try to tell me that my life is getting harderWhen it’s seems so easyJust like walking in the gardenWhen the sun goes down and the moon comes upAnd half the world goes darkWe find ourselves aloneWandering through central parkDon’t try to tell me that my life is getting harderLay down beside meWe’ll go walking in the garden