Written:Dewey Bunnel/Gerry Beckley | |
I look inside at the scarlet room | |
Places to hide in the dusty gloom | |
A noisy clock and a silver spoon | |
A china cup on the mantlepiece | |
Gathering dust as it did in the east | |
And just outside lies the garden of peace | |
Oh, tell me is this really true | |
Can it be, peace has come to me and you | |
Tell me over, over and over | |
Tell me is this really happening | |
Inside this world it's beautiful | |
Peace in this garden has come true | |
A mirror pond reflects the dawn | |
Over the banks, 'cross the emerald lawn | |
A breeze has come and I'm carried along | |
So follow the path through the knowing trees | |
And each time you laugh, it is love you release | |
That love will come back in the garden of peace | |
So, tell me is this really true | |
Can it be, peace has come to me and you | |
Tell me over, over and over | |
Tell me is this really happening | |
Inside this world it's beautiful | |
Peace in the garden has come true | |
Oh, tell me is this really true | |
Can it be, peace has come to me and you | |
Tell me over, over and over | |
Tell me is this really happening | |
Inside this world it's beautiful | |
Peace in the garden has come true ... |
Written: Dewey Bunnel Gerry Beckley | |
I look inside at the scarlet room | |
Places to hide in the dusty gloom | |
A noisy clock and a silver spoon | |
A china cup on the mantlepiece | |
Gathering dust as it did in the east | |
And just outside lies the garden of peace | |
Oh, tell me is this really true | |
Can it be, peace has come to me and you | |
Tell me over, over and over | |
Tell me is this really happening | |
Inside this world it' s beautiful | |
Peace in this garden has come true | |
A mirror pond reflects the dawn | |
Over the banks, ' cross the emerald lawn | |
A breeze has come and I' m carried along | |
So follow the path through the knowing trees | |
And each time you laugh, it is love you release | |
That love will come back in the garden of peace | |
So, tell me is this really true | |
Can it be, peace has come to me and you | |
Tell me over, over and over | |
Tell me is this really happening | |
Inside this world it' s beautiful | |
Peace in the garden has come true | |
Oh, tell me is this really true | |
Can it be, peace has come to me and you | |
Tell me over, over and over | |
Tell me is this really happening | |
Inside this world it' s beautiful | |
Peace in the garden has come true ... |
Written: Dewey Bunnel Gerry Beckley | |
I look inside at the scarlet room | |
Places to hide in the dusty gloom | |
A noisy clock and a silver spoon | |
A china cup on the mantlepiece | |
Gathering dust as it did in the east | |
And just outside lies the garden of peace | |
Oh, tell me is this really true | |
Can it be, peace has come to me and you | |
Tell me over, over and over | |
Tell me is this really happening | |
Inside this world it' s beautiful | |
Peace in this garden has come true | |
A mirror pond reflects the dawn | |
Over the banks, ' cross the emerald lawn | |
A breeze has come and I' m carried along | |
So follow the path through the knowing trees | |
And each time you laugh, it is love you release | |
That love will come back in the garden of peace | |
So, tell me is this really true | |
Can it be, peace has come to me and you | |
Tell me over, over and over | |
Tell me is this really happening | |
Inside this world it' s beautiful | |
Peace in the garden has come true | |
Oh, tell me is this really true | |
Can it be, peace has come to me and you | |
Tell me over, over and over | |
Tell me is this really happening | |
Inside this world it' s beautiful | |
Peace in the garden has come true ... |