I met a man who had green-purple eyes He did the wrong thing and hid it with smiles And I know he would've rotted inside But he never got caught And I always thought that you have to be nice And I really think most people try I saw a man give his lung just to save a stranger's life And my mother cried as they hugged and smiled
Oh, I'm just a traveller passing through, passing through Riding my spaceship to the moon, to the moon Looking down at the hope and the pain But the colours are all going to change Yes, I see a garden that's in bloom, that's in bloom
The city's been sitting in smoke for the weekend And the beaches are closed from rough seas and I've been told that it's just the seasons But I don't think so I watched the white caps from West San Francisco Where the red bridge is standing in mist And everyone waits for their picture Old friends smile, side by side against fading skies
Oh, I'm just a traveller passing through, passing through Riding my spaceship to the moon, to the moon Looking down at the hope and the pain But the colours are all going to change Yes, I see a garden that's in bloom, that's in bloom
I can feel your anger from where I am You said, "I don't see a garden going on from where I stand" And I feel that too, I get scared and I feel stuck Then I see light, I see sky, I see babies that smile And couples that meet up on wide, sunny streets What if love is the one that takes us on and takes us up? What if love is the one that takes us on and takes us up? And I know those words make me sound so young But what if love is the one That takes us on and takes us up?
Oh, I'm just a traveller passing through, passing through Riding my spaceship to the moon, to the moon Looking down at the hope and the pain But the colours are all going to change Yes, I see a garden that's in bloom, that's in bloom
Compositores: Jonathan Hugh Quarmby, Alexandra Frances Lynn ECAD: Obra #23607397