I would love a beautiful garden I can go to when I sleep.
A pretty garden I can allways find.
A beautiful bird of paradise ill love .
A trellis of wild red roses to remember my dad .
Pure white orchids only my mum could grow .
A glisten of snow drops with a dusting of snow .
Painted butterflys that come alive
All in a purfume scent so devine .
And every time I remember their love .
My garden grows .