I've walked the distance, I paid my dues and tried to have a go at what I thought I knew was real, held no appeal 

I've been to places, I've seen the tidings, 

I bought a book of rules for every coin that I could steal 

And so I came to gaze upon the stars, when they were yet unborn 

And consequently, tear at my old scars, and the mask I had outworn 



So when I'm crying alone 

Yeah, when I'm cold as a dying stone 



Grow me a garden of roses 

Paint me the colors of sky and rain 

Teach me to speak with their voices 

Show me the way and I'll try again 



I've heard the rumors, started fires, I sowed a sordid lot of plays for keeps for what I need, behold the demons that I freed 

I've tried my best at wearing the hard hat, but healing doesn't seem to happen when you hide away the seed 

And so I came across the medicine man, and he showed me what I'd forlorn 

For if I'm stayed it happens by my own hand, and my own voice full of scorn 



So when I'm crying alone 

Yeah, when I'm cold as a dying stone 



Grow me a garden of roses 

Paint me the colors of sky and rain 

Teach me to speak with their voices 

Show me the way and I'll try again 



Without you I'm nothing at all 

And life has the face of a morbid game 

With you nothing is impossible 

It all seems to fit the frame 



So when I'm crying alone 

Yeah, when I'm cold as a dying stone 



Grow me a garden of roses 

Paint me the colors of sky and rain 

Teach me to speak with their voices 

Show me the way and I'll try again