Текст песни Garden - Chad Graham

Where I come from, those big green pastures
Keep on rolling, they don't disappear
In the middle there's a man on a big green tractor
Hoping it's gonna be a real good year

Yeah, this back home drive's got me reflecting
Feels like God's asking me some questions

If your words were seeds that were going in the ground
And your love was rain farmers prayed about
If your life was sunlight we all needed
What kind of world would it be?
If you reap what you sow
What kind of garden would you grow?
If you reap what you sow
What kind of garden would you grow?

Would it be warm like Eden or more like a desert?
Would the fruit be sweet or withered and dry?
Would the weeds take over 'cause it's been neglected?
Do your roots run deep? Are your branches high?

And if your words were seeds that were going in the ground
And your love was rain farmers prayed about
If your life was sunlight we all needed
What kind of world would it be?
If you reap what you sow
What kind of garden would you grow?
If you reap what you sow
What kind of garden would you grow?

Would you plant patience?
Would you keep kindness?
Would there be peace ripe on the vine?

If your words were seeds going in the ground
And your love was rain farmers prayed about
If your life was sunlight we all needed
What kind of world would it be?
If you reap what you sow
What kind of garden would you grow?
Oh, if you reap what you sow
What kind of garden would you grow?

Mmm, oh, what kind of garden would you grow?
Oh, what kind of garden would you grow?