Shall I wait for you in the garden, my love,
The roses in full bloom and the daffodils, too?
I shall wait for you there, and if you should come,
I shall wait for you under the sugar plums.

Shall I wait for you in the garden, my love,
The bees buzz in merriment; as do I?
I shall wait for you there, and if you should come,
I shall wait for you by the lily pad pond.

Shall I wait for you in the garden, my love,
The silhouette of morning rising?
I shall wait for you there, and if you should come,
I shall wait for you near the ivy branch.

Shall I wait for you in the garden, my love,
So our plans for eloping begin?
I shall wait for you there, and if you should come,
I shall wait for you in the maze of lilies.

Shall I wait for you in the garden, my love,
The brush growing high in the roses?
I shall wait for you there, and if you should come,
I shall wait for you in the weed-grown daffodils.

Shall I wait for you in the garden, my love,
The bees weak, as am I?
I shall wait for you there, and if you should come,
I shall wait for you by the decaying lily pad pond.

Shall I wait for you in the garden, my love,
The silhouette of morning escaping?
I shall wait for you there, and if you should come,
I shall wait for you near the dead ivy branch.

Shall I wait for you in the garden, my love,
Our plans for eloping disappearing?
I shall wait for you there, and if you should come,
I shall wait for you in the brown maze of lilies.

Shall I wait for you in the garden, my love,
No, I think not, I am not in your thoughts.
I am dying, as is the garden, but I leave a piece of myself,
So people who are truly in love can say:



Shall I wait for you in the garden, my love,
The love I feel for you growing?
I shall wait for you there, and if you should come,
I shall wait for you by the statue of Love.