Garden Of Gray

When the moon is high across the gardenthat's when

I'll come to youwhen the nightshade blooms in your eyeslet my sin pour in youwhen the forest sings like an angel's choir

I'm coming nearer

I want to feel your flesh enrapture meand live the politics of ecstasy

In the graden there is no fearin the garden of gray we can disappearin the garden where

I can feelin the graden is so surreal

If the moon should pour out of the skyand fill your livid poolsif you lay your hands on me gentlyyou won't be misconstruedwhen you feel the shiver of lust grow deeperi'm coming for you

I want to feel my senses sing to meyou are the music in my ecstasy

In the graden there is no fearin the garden of gray we can disappearin the garden where

I can feelin the graden is so surreal

I want to love you in the garden of graywhere we can stop the time and drink the ecstasyand when its done just traces of the glowthe sparkle in your eyes is ecstasy

In the graden there is no fearin the garden of gray we can disappearin the garden where

I can feelin the graden is so surrealin the graden, in the gradenin the graden, in the graden of gray