The Gardener Lyrics

Sorry for the setback
I know I let it down
Turn back the clocks and step back
And spring might come aroundMy little misbegotten
You're quite a stubborn bud
If we can't make you open
We will take it out in bloodWe'll make a man out of you yet
We will plant brambles in your bed
Just close your eyes and count to ten
This is as good as it will getAlways a little willow, willow weeping
Flutter to your knees
The untiled things before me
Oh, the possibilitiesThank you for the warning
But I still see the sun
A little global warming
Never hurt no oneWell make a man out of you yet
A crown of thorns around your head
Get off your knees and have a look

This is as good as it will getAt last my little flower
Is getting put to use
Youve always been a failure
But now you're bearing strange new fruitThe insides are all useless
But the rest is fertile so
I will take the belt from off the hook
And watch the garden growWell make a man out of you yet
You won't know what will hit you next
The gardener's coming to collect
You wanted love, thats what you getThe gardener's coming to collect
The gardener's coming to collect
The gardener's coming to collect
The gardener's coming to collect
The gardener's coming to collect