English Garden - Manana

Is anybody able to start

An avalanche from sliding?

And can’t you see

That I’m not made of iron.

I live in a house

Maybe with an English garden.

And white horses around

Maybe not feel home bound.

Up wake out, down with wound, hide we live.

Can you see me, as I try, as I try and fail

And I live in a house

Maybe with an English garden.

And white horses around

Maybe not feel home bound.