Grey Garden

I live beside a dead garden,

Where I pass the time of day.

Come sit and watch the clay harden,

If you're ever around this way.

A tray with tea for two

Is waiting here for you,

Waiting here in Grey Garden.



If I could live on rainwater,

I'd never leave again.

I'd stay here with my only daughter,

My one and only friend.

Under this old tree is where I like to be,

It's where I feel like me.

So leave me in my grey garden.

In my grey garden.



I'll find a bottle one day

With a genie inside who'll say:?today's your lucky day,

Now wish away this grey,

Bring joy back to the dead garden,

Back to the grey garden.