Jack the Gardener's Son

im postin', hopin’you’ll respond
i think you might’ve been the one
you were jack the gardeners son
you called me leila, thats ok
even though its not my name
i guess it makes born again
ive lived well
ive gone through hell
i ride each wave that comes
but sometimes i wish
i could ride with you, jack the gardeners son
and i kept the rose your daddy clipped
would life be different than this?
would you be here?
would life be fine?
would there be war?
would loved ones die?
would God show up, up in the sky?
would i be nicer?
ive lived well
ive gone through hell
i ride each wave that comes
but sometimes i wish
i could ride with you, jack the gardeners son
jack the gardeners son
ones and zeros fill the screen
its what i do instead of dream
search every spelling of your name
but it replies 'address unknown'
so i spend another night alone
remembering touching without shame
ive lived well
ive gone through hell
i ride each wave that comes
but sometimes i wish
i could ride with you, jack the gardeners son
i call the number i once knew
hoping id get hold of you
ill keep on trying till i get through