Garden is blessed by the gods of me and you We headed westward to find ourselves some true gold What you waiting for? No, what you waiting for? We counted all our reasons, excuses though we made We found ourselves some treasure and threw it all away, oh What you waiting for? No, what you waiting for? What you waiting for? No, what you waiting for? When I dance alone and the sun's bleeding down, lay it on me When I lose control and the veil's over you, lay it on me Caught in the tide of blossom, caught in the carnival In confidence the gods and I see the gypsies grow What you waiting for? No, what you waiting for? What you waiting for? No, what you waiting for? When I dance alone and the sun's bleeding down, lay it on me When I lose control and the veil's over you, lay it on me What you waiting for? No, what you waiting for?