I Leave My Heart In An English Garden

I Leave My Heart In An English Garden - Edmund Hockridge

Breezes in the long grass ruffling my hair

Hollyhock and bluebell scenting the air

Nothing in the world can ever be

Such a sweet memory

Nothing in the world was ever so fair

I leave my heart in an English garden

Safe where the elm and the oak stand by

Though the years rise and roll away

Still shall those watchmen stay

Bold in the blue of an English sky

I leave my dreams in an English garden

Safe where the breezes of England blow

When the highways are dark and drear

I know there sunshine here

Bright where the roses of England grow