All for myself I wanted you
And fenced you with my love
And faithfully you there stayed
Inside my heart and in my house
Within the 'orchard' of my life
With sight to the future
Seed of some 'trees' I sowed
Hoping someday we'll have a taste
Of plump and lucious fruits
My orchard's now in disarray
In an empty and treeless yard
My trees of toil did not prosper
And fruits they did not bear
The basket of my dreams
still empty and bare
The fruits of my promise
They simply never came
If I can but the time reverse
back to the past I'd go
Right at the start I'd set you free
Not have loved and wanted you
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