This is not the garden that I wanted you to make
It is lacking in the subtleties that I appreciate
And it's a typical mistake that anyone could make
And I'm expecting a lot from you
AM radio on late night
There's a strange light in my room
Refractions off the walls and off the windows
And through the gla** I see
The thing that always frightens me
This is not the garden that I wanted you to make
This is hardly what I had in mind
Looking at my finger through a microscope
I'm looking at the tattoo on her arm
A kid could lose her head for want of better words to tell
The thrill of looking at the earth
From two hundred thousand feet above the ground
This is not the garden that I wanted you to make
It is lacking in the subtleties that I appreciate
And it's a typical mistake that anyone could make
And I'm expecting a lot from you