when the truth is found to be lies
and all the Joy within you dies
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
when the garden flowers
baby are dead yes
and your mind your mind is so full of red
your eyes i say your eyes may look like his
but in your head baby i'm afraid you don't know where it is
tears are running ah running down your breast
and your friends baby they treat you like a guest
