Garden Of Dreams: Love Is The Word

The Flower Kings


Peace is the word dreamers dreaming / pacing the word LOVE
Truth is the sound ears are craving / Light is the white dove
Hope is a ship, sailing the ocaen / Life is a my friend DEAR
Long as we feel a distant heartbeat / long as we're still here

I'm in the middle of what I was up to,
I'm in the middle of what you'd expect me to
I'm in the state of shock constantly craving,
constantly playing, constantly praying...