All of the garden's flowers have grown to respect younAll of the lady's money's been spent to protect younAnd time cannot govern or forgive these words that have left younnSo I'm going to keep on trying, I guessnTo figure out where I can't missnnAt least when you're weak and your money's been spentnYou have some sort of proof you're still livingnnResentful lost lovers within what admit they mislead younJust to observe all the love not the lust that's inside younBeauty and sickness cannot find the power to corrupt younnI'm going to keep on trying my bestnTo get you back into my armsnnAt least when you're tired of love in your lifenYou've got someone around just to hold younAt least when you're weak and your money's been spentnYou've got hundreds of letters I wrote to younnAll of the garden's flowers have grown to respect younAll of the lady's money's been spent to protect younAnd time cannot govern or forgive these words that have left younCovered in Jesus' nakedness tempting to bless you nEating away at the softness you hide when you need tonnSo I'm going away from you, babyn(going away from my baby)nYou know I, I'm going away from my babyn(going away from you, baby)nnI'm going to keep on trying my bestnTo figure out where I can't missnnAt least when you're weaknYour money's been spentnYou've got someone around just to hold younAt least when you're tired of love in your lifenYou've got hundreds of letters I wrote to younnI'm going to keep on trying, I guess