When the moon is high across the garden
That's when I'll come to you
When the nightshade blooms in your eyes
Let my sin pour in you
When the forest sings like an angel's choir
I'm coming nearer
I want to feel your flesh enrapture me
And live the politics of ecstasy
In the garden there is no fear
In the garden of gray we can disappear
In the garden where I can feel
In the garden, to [C7]touch you [A7is so surreal
If the moon [C7]should pour out of the sky
And fill your livid pools
If you [A7lay your hands on [C7]me gently
You won't be [Am]misconstɾued
When you [A7feel the shiver of lust grow deeper
I'm coming for [Dm7]you
I want to [C7]feel my [A]senses sing to [C7]me
You are the music in my [A]ecstasy
I want to [C7]love you [A7in the garden of gray
Where we can stop the time and [Bm]drink the ecstasy
And when it's done, just tɾaces of the glow
The sparkle in your eyes is ecstasy
