Not Wanted
There’s a garden and it’s
growing but the garden gate is closed
The flowers bloom in perfect rows
Just like all the other houses; shuttered windows, bolted doors
If I didn’t know the number, I wouldn’t know it’s yours
And there’s nothing that’s uncommon, nothing that’s bizarre
I won’t ask you if you’re happy, I already know you are
And if anybody questions me, all I can reply
Is I’m only wishing well, in fact I’m only passing by
It’s a place where I’m not wanted
Where you can be free and just forget about me
A place where I’m not wanted
Not wanted
You’ve got blinds on all the windows, I don’t see you looking out
But it doesn’t really matter and I don’t really count
Does it make me sentimental, or only hurt my pride
That I’d never want to change it and I couldn’t if I tried
Oh, someday I’ll be comfortable, shut inside a room
There’s a garden of half-measures and the garden is in bloom
Well, I’d rather have my freedom, rather be alone
Just don’t ask me why I always dream of knowing I’ve come home
It’s a place where I’m not wanted
The world is too cold and I’ve got nothing to hold
A place where I’m not wanted
Not wanted
I’ll just get out of here, I know that I can’t win
Maybe I could make you open your door, but I can’t make you take me in
There’s a silence in the air, there’s a silence in the land
The one thing I can understand
Within your walls of space and time
Is a place where I’m
Not wanted
I know where I’m not wanted
© Adi Sara Kreindler, 2005
Listen to this song on CBC Radio 3.