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In the garden, in the park, on a bench, I sit
A newspaper floats on the breeze of this late summer
It is coming my way
I patiently wait
I see the sign, it's on the road
And I think it's crazy
In the garden, of the park, on a bench, I watch
The sandy feet of the children
Pearls of sweat run across their beautiful faces
You see the sign, it's on the road
But I think you're crazy
You are, you are the sign
Of my unrelief
As I easily get inner contact with myself
I notice distress grabbing for my throat
It is time to reach out
To find something that isn't there
You see the signs, they're on the road
But I think it's crazy
You are, you are the sign
Of my unrelief
WRITERS
Anna M Van Giersbergen, Franciscus T H M Boeijen, Hendrikus G J Rutten, Hugo C Prinsen Geerlings, Rene C F Rutten
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Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
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