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Musical: Secret Garden, The
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COLIN: Some nights I dream That a round-shouldered man Comes in my room On a beam of moonlight. He never says what he wants, He just sits with a book in his handS. And then I dream That the roound-shouldered man Takes me off on a ride Through the moorS by moonlight. He never says where we'll go, We just ride 'cross the hills 'till dawn. And some night I'm going to ask him, Is the night sky black or blue? I know the answer's in his book Of all that's good and true. And once I dreamed That the round-shouldered man Took my hand and we walked To a secret garden. I never knew where we were, We just sat in the crook of a broken tree. And some night I'm going to ask him How the old moon turns to new. I know the answer's in his book Of all that's good and true. I'm sure the answer's in his book Of all that's good and true. [Thanks to Colleen for lyrics]
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