In a garden over the sea In the warm dense summer breeze passing time With a little bit of you on my mind In a garden under the trees All these thoughts longings and dreams in the night A little bit of you would be fine And it's about time All this time I longed for her to whisper She would be mine But I drank a little too much wine Now she wouldn't be mine at all By the time I built up my nerve The chance is gone, nothing could be done in the light A silhouette of you moving on All this time I longed for her to whisper She would be mine But I drank a little too much wine Now she wouldn't be mine Oh if you can't be mine I'll drown Drown in a sea of rubies In a garden under the leaves In the warm midsummer breeze passing time All this time I longed for her to whisper She would be mine But I drank a little too much wine Now she wouldn't be mine All this time I longed for her to whisper She would be mine But I drank a little too much wine Now she wouldn't be mine