Lyrics
I walked in my winter garden at night
Gathering bouquets of stars
And spread the petals of light
The oak casts his shadowed eyes
The moon in his arms
Dancing in the cathedral
Beneath the shimmering arch
Oh the flowers of summer
Fade with wanton decay
But a garden in winter
Blooms with tacit beauty
Wind tends his fields of indigo ice
Sculpting drifts with his whispered kiss
Footfalls light as sighs
Plucked silver buds of soft reveries
Feathered grace falls like snowflakes
Beneath the owls keep
Oh the flowers of summer
Fade with wanton decay
But a garden in winter
Blooms with tacit beauty
The rose gaily dressed in the fruits of a song
That winter sings on such crystal wings
The trembling of awe
While the solstice dreams
'neath the frozen stream
Of gardening the night
In my winter garden
In my winter garden
Oh the flowers of summer
Fade with wanton decay
But a garden in winter
Blooms with tacit beauty
