Planning to plant a garden
Strawberries and ginger
Carrots and basil
Blueberries and celery
But I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
The winter's fast approaching
It's already cold
Planning to plant a garden
Watermelon and pineapple
Poppy seeds and cilantro
Avocados and peaches
But I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
And I live in the wrong climate
To grow what I want
Something draws me to the dirt
I could be wrong but it's what I deserve
I can plan and plan into the absurd
I know that I'm running out of time
I can water and pick out weeds
And plan and plot and plant the seeds
And try to circumvent my old misdeeds
But I'll never get back the time
Squiggly Lines - Strawberries and Ginger (feat. Estyr) Lyrics
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Planning to plant a garden
Strawberries and ginger
Carrots and basil
Blueberries and celery
But I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
The winter's fast approaching
It's already cold
Planning to plant a garden
Watermelon and pineapple
Poppy seeds and cilantro
Avocados and peaches
But I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
And I live in the wrong climate
To grow what I want
Something draws me to the dirt
I could be wrong but it's what I deserve
I can plan and plan into the absurd
I know that I'm running out of time
I can water and pick out weeds
And plan and plot and plant the seeds
And try to circumvent my old misdeeds
But I'll never get back the time
Strawberries and ginger
Carrots and basil
Blueberries and celery
But I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
The winter's fast approaching
It's already cold
Planning to plant a garden
Watermelon and pineapple
Poppy seeds and cilantro
Avocados and peaches
But I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
And I live in the wrong climate
To grow what I want
Something draws me to the dirt
I could be wrong but it's what I deserve
I can plan and plan into the absurd
I know that I'm running out of time
I can water and pick out weeds
And plan and plot and plant the seeds
And try to circumvent my old misdeeds
But I'll never get back the time
Writer: Rob McLay
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