Garden کے بول

Banks coming down They're taking all our hard earned pay Lord giveth, but he taketh away I pay our debts But works getting hard to find These are hard times I built this house With my own two hands Now their gonna take it and five acres of land And all of our children Are growing up way too fast In these hard times But wait, oh wait See how the morning breaks It's the simplest of love songs, but it's all our hearts can take And though we lose our stake Heaven is where we make it Even in the smallest places, can a garden grow I took this job In part as a sacrifice For my unborn children and my beautiful wife I always worked hard On all of these sad estates With no hard times But wait, oh wait See how the morning breaks It's the simplest of love songs, but it's all our hearts can take And though we lose our stake Heaven is where we make it Even in the smallest places, can a garden grow Even in the smallest places, can a garden grow