I've wanted to show you, uh huh The flowers in the garden, uh huh The vines that write your name The soil they're sleeping in I've wanted to show you, uh huh The slow drip of the faucet, uh huh The turning of the page The hands that move that way I tell you once again I feel it moving in In the darkness at night When I turn out my light But when the morning comes They'll move out with the sun I feel lightness I like this lightness Uh huh, uh huh Uh huh, uh huh I've wanted to show you, uh huh The flowers in the garden, uh huh Reflected in your eyes I guess this comes I guess this comes I guess this comes I guess this comes as no surprise