Lyrics
I tended to the garden, and the flowers went to bloom,
So I made for your apartment, and I put them in your room.
I tended to the money, and though my dimes were few,
I spent like I had plenty because I’d saved them all for you.
Comes to dimes, I’ve got a tender touch.
Comes to love, I tend to tend too much.
I tended to the table to give you some of my bread,
I prepared what I was able, then I went hungry to bed.
I tended to the fire. I kindled flames of light,
But I put out your desire in the course of being kind.
Comes to flames, I’ve got a tender touch.
Comes to love, I tend to tend too much.
With all them things I know just how to grow,
You’d think I’d be more easy on a soul.
With all them things I work so gently on,
I still overwork a love until it’s gone.
I tended to the garden, and the flowers went to bloom,
So I made for your apartment, and I put them in your room.
Comes to blooms, I’ve got a tender touch,
Comes to love I tend to tend too much.
I was born to this body. I was born to this time.
I was born to this story. It’s hard to know what is mine.
I was given religion. I was given my name.
I was given a vision, and now it won’t go away,
So take me down to the river with a vengeance.
Let’s swim around until there ain’t a day or night.
Until we no longer bear our own resemblance,
And we love outside of this life.
I was raised to be careful. I was raised to be kind.
I was raised to be fearful, which raises doubt in my mind.
If I was made to be loving, ain’t it my love I should trust?
See I know I was made for something every time I think about us.
So take me down to the river with a vengeance.
Let’s swim around until there ain’t a day or night.
Until we no longer bear our own resemblance,
And we love outside of this life.
I was shown to be tender. I was shown not to ask.
I was shown to know better than to forfeit my past.
They were sure when I saw you that you sure weren’t for me,
But it sure feels like I want you, so I’d sure like to see.
If you take me down to the river with a vengeance,
And swim around until there ain’t a day or night,
Until we no longer bear our own resemblance,
And we love outside of this life.