Verse Your lonesomeness I know And your garden will not grow You can weed it all you want, you’re still too slow If it wasnt for the sun, All the roses wouldve won And you pin up on my blouse a blue ribbon (and so on) Chorus And what if I never gave you keys to the kingdom fine And what if I never made you walk that crooked line And what if my love was raging-then would you be mine? ‘Cause only half of what we know comes true in time Half of what we know comes true