When I was young, I lived in the country
Clouds were my friends, I cannot answer why
Now that I've grown, I live in the city
And heaven is so far, I cannot reach the sky
I once met a man, who lived in the city
The stone was his home, he said his heart was mine
He led me far away, when he told me I was pretty
How strange to go so far and never touch the sky
Gardens grow, most times in the country
Grow a-wondrous high
Gardens grow, sometimes in the city
Grow, but soon they die
Now I look up at the buildings of the city
Their fingers are so much longer than mine
I wish I had the hands of the city
For heaven is so far, I cannot reach the sky
Gardens grow, most times in the country
Grow a-wondrous high
Gardens grow, sometimes in the city
Grow, but soon they die
When I was young, I lived in the country
Clouds were my friends, I cannot answer why
Now that I've grown, I live in the city
And heaven is so far, I cannot reach the sky
And heaven is so far, I'll never touch the sky