[Chorus] This place, this place Blooms beyond the gate This place, this place Turns the waiting into grace White hydrangeas catch the sun Pink plumes rise when day is done This place, this place Blooms beyond the gate [Verse] You can stand where the green path bends With the tall grass brushing your hands Golden leaves lean into the light And every small flower opens wide [Verse] You can leave the world outside Let the garden gather your eyes Round shrubs rolling across the lawn Soft as a promise carrying on [Chorus] This place, this place Blooms beyond the gate This place, this place Turns the waiting into grace White hydrangeas catch the sun Pink plumes rise when day is done This place, this place Blooms beyond the gate
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