Holding your hand through the rain and the hail

Gather our things in the afternoon gale

Who needs a raincoat when we’ve got the wind in our sail

Bird at the window

The cat on the floor

I tell you I love you in a note on the door

I will  remind you if you ever doubt that I’m sure

There in the garden

Under the leaves

I water my heart

And I roll up my sleeves

Under the branches of our cherry tree

With you

Holding this hope, like it might fly away

The kite string I cast on a still August day

I was just dreaming that first verse, I don’t want to wake

Everything passes, I guess that’s fact

But if I have time left then where are you at?

I’m afraid it’s the courage to speak up that I still lack

There in the garden

Under the leaves

I water my heart

And I roll up my sleeves

Under the branches of our cherry tree

With you

Well this tree that I’m dreaming of

Is still just a seed

I pull round a corner

Picking up speed

The storm blows the door down

Papers are flying out

Branches are breaking

And Cain’s eyes are crying now

Was it always

Was it always

Was it always

Was it always in reach?

Was it always in me?

There in the garden

Under the leaves

I water my heart

And I roll up my sleeves

Under the branches of our cherry tree

With you

written by Benjamin Bradley Reneer