. The vines - contry yard l'm tired of feelin sick and useless then speakin every other way gluin my eyes together girl might be the right escape there's nothin in the secret garden just images of blue and white losin my mind forever girl maybe the only sign down in a country yard I was taken by the shadows although we couldn't see that far I was dreamin of tomorrow I really don't need a change I really don't need what's mine out in a country yard it'll be just fine