In an English country garden I roam.
Because there my dreaming mind percieves you.
Your place in my heart is all I hold true.

And where do you blossom as a poem?
Where do I find you complete my rescue?
In our English country garden I roam.
It is there my dreaming mind recieves you.

All your wishes like arrows find their home.                                                   
And all fall down sorrows wilted and few.
Dearest companion for all that you do.
Through an English country garden to roam.
Because there my dreaming mind percieves you.
And your place in my heart all that I hold true.