Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells and pretty maids all in a row.
With silver bells and cockle shells and pretty maids all in a row.
Dickon: The animals tell me all their secrets.
Mary: [pointing to the Robin] He wouldn't tell you my secret, would he?
Dickon: About what, Miss Mary?
Mary: A garden. I've stolen a garden.
Mary: [pointing to the Robin] He wouldn't tell you my secret, would he?
Dickon: About what, Miss Mary?
Mary: A garden. I've stolen a garden.
Colin: Are you making this magic?
Mary: No, you are.
Colin: Just like in the story. It's like the whole universe is here in this garden.
Mary: Some of it is.
Mary: No, you are.
Colin: Just like in the story. It's like the whole universe is here in this garden.
Mary: Some of it is.
Someday
I dream....
And when I dream, the skies turn bright blue, the rainbow appears.
I Love....
And when I Love, it's with my body, heart & soul. Don't be fooled by them who's words flow like waterfalls, but do sacrifice for those who are willing to give up their all. This Dream of Love, we might not all get to feel.
We may think we do, only to discover it wasn't real.
But some of us who are lucky enough.
We get the dream that showers us with true Love. Someday........
-Images & quotes: The secret garden-
-Poem by me, Lo Pherai-
And when I dream, the skies turn bright blue, the rainbow appears.
I Love....
And when I Love, it's with my body, heart & soul. Don't be fooled by them who's words flow like waterfalls, but do sacrifice for those who are willing to give up their all. This Dream of Love, we might not all get to feel.
We may think we do, only to discover it wasn't real.
But some of us who are lucky enough.
We get the dream that showers us with true Love. Someday........
-Images & quotes: The secret garden-
-Poem by me, Lo Pherai-