An Orange Garden
oil on canvas, 63.5 x 37.5 cm
John William Waterhouse (British,1849-1917)
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An Orange Garden
oil on canvas, 63.5 x 37.5 cm
John William Waterhouse (British,1849-1917)
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By myself, I can do anything I'd rather share it with you
Lift me up to my feet, Set me free from this skin I've been too long in. Will you fly with me, Drive me somewhere, Where we can be something, Have something more than a dream, I thought up in my sleep Next time you pass me by. Picking oranges, In New Zealand, Grow pear trees on our front lawn, Making clay pots, Just like that film we watched, Is it real? I don't know.
Leddra Chapman, “Picking Oranges”
Happy V day! I give you the orange slide!
Lyrics:
Walk through rain with me,
Soak the sun with me,
Lose control,
Let go,
Catch the snow with me,
Feel the cold underneath your feet,
'Cos I know,
You'll hold me,
Next time you pass me by.
Write a song with me,
Play guitar for me,
Help me sing the right notes,
Paint a sky for me,
Draw the line with me.
When I go,
You'll try to stop me,
Next time you pass me by.
Trying too hard to find a quick fix solution,
I close my eyes and tell you tonight.
Fly with me,
Lift me up to my feet,
Set me free from this skin I've been too long in.
Will you fly with me,
Drive me somewhere,
Where we can be something,
Have something more than a dream,
I thought up in my sleep
Next time you pass me by.
Picking oranges,
In New Zealand,
Grow pear trees on our front lawn,
Making clay pots,
Just like that film we watched,
Is it real?
I don't know,
Don't believe I can't see everday waste away,
In front of me,
Hoping for more.
Fly with me,
Lift me up to my feet,
Set me free from this skin I've been too long in.
Will you fly with me,
Drive me somewhere,
Where we can be something,
Have something more than a dream,
I thought up in my sleep
Next time you pass me by.
Myself I could do anything,
I'd rather share it with you,
I won't hide,
I'll swallow my pride tonight,
I'll decide to tell you to;
Fly with me,
Lift me up to my feet,
Set me free from this skin I've been too long in.
Will you fly with me,
Drive me somewhere,
Where we can be something,
Have something more than a dream,
Will you fly with me,
Lift me up to my feet,
Set me free from this skin I've been too long in.
Will you fly with me,
Drive me somewhere,
Where we can be something,
Have something more than a dream,
I thought up in my sleep
Next time you pass me by.
Fly with me, lift me up to my feet, set me free from this skin I've been too long in.