He is folding those pretty paper boats
He sets them on a lake
And he watches as they float away from him
*Chorus*
Just like you these paper boats
They drift so far away
Out on the horizon setting with
The sunset
Yeah and why, why oh why,
Can't you come back to me
To these ripples I created for you
Little boy in the garden
He takes a stick
And tries to pull those boats back
But they've wandered out of reach
So he just stands at the edge and stares
*Chorus*
Little boy in the garden
He loses interest and finds a new toy
Unlike him I can't turn back
I'd rather stand at the edge and stare
*Chorus*
All those ripples
Were never meant to chase
Chase you away
Yeah and why, why oh why
Can't you come back to me
To these ripples I created for you
Little boy in the garden
Wish I could be just, just like him
And walk far away
As far away as you've drifted from me
Little boy in the garden...
- written circa 1999 in the aftermath of a lost friendship
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