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The Secret Garden (stage)


THE SECRET GARDEN
LYRICS BY MARSHA NORMAN
MUSIC BY LUCY SIMON
TABLE OF CONTENTS
      OPENING
      THERE'S A GIRL
      HOUSE UPON THE HILL
      I HEARD SOMEONE CRYING
      IF I HAD A FINE WHITE HORSE
      A GIRL IN THE VALLEY
      IT'S A MAZE
      WINTER'S ON THE WINGSHOW ME THE KEY
      A BIT OF EARTH
      STORM 1
      LILY'S EYES
      STORM 2
      ROUND-SHOULDERED MAN
      FINAL STORM



OPENING  
Clusters of crocus, purple and gold
Blankets of pansies, out from the cold.
Lilies and iris, safe from the chill.
Safe in my garden, snowdrops so still.
Aaaa-o Jadoo ke mausam,
Aaaa-o gharmiyo ke din.
Aaa-o mantra tundra yantra,
Us ka bhimari hataa-o.
Mistress Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
Not so well, she said, see the lily's dead,
Pull it up and out you go.
Mistress Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
Far too hot, she cried, see, my rose has died,
Pull it up and out you go.
Look around, look around, what do you see?
Plants in the ground, all are blind to thee.
Walk around, walk around, where can you go?
Seeds in the ground, all are covered with snow.
Mistress Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
Oh it's dry, she wailed, see, the iris failed,
Pull it up and out you go.
Mistress Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
Had an early frost, now it's gone, it's lost,
Dig it up, you're up, you're up and out you go.



THERE'S A GIRL
Can it be a dream?
Surely it does seem like a frightful dream!
How can this be true?
Won't her mother come?
Come wake her up to play?
Won't her father say, "Here's a rose for you?"
There's a girl who no one sees,
There's a girl who's left alone.
There's a heart that beats in silence for the life she's never known,
For the life she's never known.



HOUSE UPON THE HILL
High on a hill sits a big old house with something wrong inside it.
Spirits haunt the halls and make no effort now to hide it.
What will put their souls to rest and stop their ceaseless sighing?
Why do they call out children's names and speak of one who's crying?
And the master hears the whispers on the stairways dark and still,
And the spirits speak of secrets in the house upon the hill.
High on a hill sits a big old house with something wrong inside it.
Someone died, and someone's left alone and can't abide it.
There in the house is a lonely man still haunted by her beauty,
Asking what a life can be where not remains but duty.
And the master hears the whispers on the stairways dark and still,
And the spirits speak of secrets in the house upon the hill.



I HEARD SOMEONE CRYING
LILY
Oooooooooooh.
MARY
I heard someone crying.
Who, though, could it be?
Maybe it was Mother, calling out, come see.
Maybe it was father, all alone and lost and cold.
I heard someone crying.
Maybe it was me.
LILY
Ooooooooh.
ARCHIE
I heard someone singing.
Who, though, could it be?
Maybe it was Lily, calling out to me.
Maybe she's not gone so far away as I've been told!
I heard someone singing.
Maybe it was she.
MARY
Maybe it was someone I could find and have a cup of tea.
Maybe it was someone who could bring the tea and come find me.
LILY
I heard someone crying, though I can't say who.
Someone in this house with nothing left to do.
Sounded like a father, left alone, his love grown cold.
I heard someone crying.
Maybe it was you.
MARY AND ARCHIE
Maybe I was dreaming of a garden growing far below.
Maybe I was dreaming of a life that I will never know.
Mary-
I heard someone crying,
Archie-
Lily, where are you?
I'm lost
Who, though, could it be?
Without you, I can't walk there's
Someone in this house halls without you.
Lily, where are
Who no one seems to see you?
I need you. I have searched
Someone no one seems to the world, but you're not there.
Hear, except for me.
Come, tell me why you've brought me I heard someone crying.
Home, when you're not here.
But,
Maybe it was me.
Lily, where are you, I'm lost
Without you, Lily--
I'm lost without Lily-
Ooooooooooh.
Maybe it was me.
You.
(Dreamers)
I heard someone crying.
Who else could it be?
Surely it was Mary, why can no one see?
Crying for her mother, for the life she's never known.
So lost, see her lying in her room alone.
LILY
Ooooooooooh.



IF I HAD A FINE WHITE HORSE
If I had a fine white horse, I'd take you for a ride today,
But since I have no fine white horse, inside I'll have to stay,
And empty all the chamber pots and scrub the floors and such.
But what's there to do on a fine white horse?
It seems to me not much!
If I had a wooden boat, I'd take you for a sail today,
But since I have no wooden boat, inside I'll have to stay,
And catch and kill the mice and pluck the chickens for the cook,
But what's there to do on a wooden boat?
But sit up straight and look?
And worry our boat will start to drift, and float us off to sea,
And land us in an isle of gold!
Oh dear, oh dearie me!
If I had a chambermaid, I'd take you out to play today.
They say that there's a maze where once you enter there you stay.
For certain we'd get lost and they'd come looking for our bones,
And find us sometime late next week, and bring us tea and scones.
But what if there's a clan of trolls a-campin 'neath the tree?
Or what if there's a pirate's cave?
Oh dear, oh dear! Oh dearie me!
If I wasn't so afraid, I'd take you out the door today,
But talking birds and tales of fairies keep me scared away.
And yes, I promised not to tell what else is there, although
If in the maze you chance to see a garden guarded by a tree,
And meet a bird who speaks to thee,
Then come and tell my fine white horse and me.



A GIRL IN THE VALLEY
A man who came to my valley, a man I hardly knew,
A man who came to my garden grew to love me.
A girl I saw in the valley, a girl I hardly knew,
A girl at work in her garden grew to love me.
From the gate, he called out so kindly,
"Lass, wouldst thou 'llow me rest here? I've ridden quite far."
"Share my tea," she bade me so gently,
Oatcakes and cream sweet plums in a jar.
And every day to my garden, this man, who might he be
Came bearing baskets of roses, for he loved me.
All I own I'd give!
Just a garden.
All I would ask is never to--
Never to leave!
Say you'll have me, safe you will keep me.
Where you would lead me, there I would,
There I would go.
A man who came to my valley (A girl I saw in a valley)
A man (A girl)
I hardly knew, a man (girl) who gave me a garden
Grew to love me.



IT'S A MAZE
BEN
Plant a hedge, cut it back.
Dig a hole, try to fill it.
Plant a rose, tie it back.
Find a mole, try to kill it.
It's a maze, this garden.
It's a maze of ways.
Any man can spend his days.
It's a maze, this garden.
It's a maze of paths,
But a soul can find the way.
For an old man knows how a year it goes,
How the cold hard ground in the spring comes 'round.
How the seeds take hold and the birds unfold,
How an English garden grows.
MARY
Skip, skipped the ladies to the master's gate,
Sip, sipped the ladies while the master ate,
Tiptoed the chambermaids and stole their pearls,
Snip, snipped the gardener and cut off their curls.
DICKON
Come along, love, come fly away, fly along,
Come along, fly away home.
Come along, love, you've come a long way,
You've flown all the day,
Fly away home.
BEN
Miss a step, trip and fall.
Miss the path, meet the wall.
Miss the way, miss a turn.
Getting lost is how you learn.
It's a maze, this garden.
It's a maze of paths
Meant to lead a soul astray.
Take a left and then
Turning left again Is how the soul can find the way.
For an old man knows how a year it goes,
How the cold, hard ground in the spring comes 'round.
How in time it shows how a garden grows,
How an English garden grows.
How the roses climb, how sublime the time
When an English garden grows.



WINTER'S ON THE WING
Winter's on the wing, here's a fine spring morn'
Coming clear through the night, come the day I say.
The winter's taken flight sweeping dark cold air out to sea,
Spring is born, comes the May say I,
And you'll be here to see it.
Stand and breathe it all the day.
Stop, and feel it.
Stop, and hear it.
Spring, I say.
And now the sun is climbin' high, rising fast on fire,
Blaring down through the gloom, gone the gray I say.
The sun it spells the doom of the winter's reign,
Ice and chill must retire comes the May say I,
And you'll be here to see it.
Stand and breathe it all the day.
Stop, and feel it.
Stop! And hear it.
Spring, I say.
I say, be gone, ye howling gales, be off, ye frosty morns!
All ye solid streams begin to thaw.
Melt!
Ye waterfalls, part ye frozen winter walls.
See, see now it's starting.
And now the mist is liftin' high, leaving bright blue air
Comin' clean 'cross the moor comes the day I say.
The storm will soon be by leaving clear blue skies,
Soon the sun will shine, comes the day say I.
And you'll be here to see it.
Stand and breathe it all the day.
Stop, and feel it.
Stop, and hear it.
Spring, I say.



SHOW ME THE KEY
MARY
I ...
DICKON
She ...
MARY
I am a girl.
DICKON
She is a lass.
Has took a graidley fancy to thee.
Dost thou fear?
MARY
Thou mun not fear.
DICKON
She's took thee on for like to vex thee.
Now't o'th'sort.
MARY
Now't o'th'sort.
DICKON
She knows fair well she mun not fright thee.
MARY
Cannot tha' show me?
DICKON
Fair better to know her.
MARY
Show me the key.
DICKON
Show her the key.
She's a lass and thou art right she needs a spot where she can rest in.
MARY
I mun sit where I'll not be so thinkin' thoughts or feel a guest in.
DICKON
Now't o'th'sort.
MARY
Now't o'th'sort.
DICKON
She fair be watching for the spring.
MARY
I'll not be climbin' up, I'll only be calling "Good morning."
And fair low I'll sing. I'll only walk around, just like to see it for myself.
If thou canst 'llow me visit, I'll speak low e'en to thyself.
Tha'll not be bothered night and day by wenches racing 'round,
I'll but seem a silent dream, standing on the secret ground.
I'd but smell the growing things, count the roses 'gainst the wall,
Hear thy babes when first they peck, stretch my hands if they should fall,
Or if thou likes I'll bring thee seeds or worms all in a mound,
For tha'll have me for a friend, tha'll be the first I found.
I'm a lass.
DICKON
A trusty lass.
MARY
That took a graidley fancy to thee,
Cannot thou show me?
DICKON
Fair well as thou know her
MARY
Show me the key.
MARY AND DICKON
Show me/her the key.



A BIT OF EARTH
A bit of earth, she wants a little bit of earth.
She'll plant some seeds.
The seeds will grow, the flowers bloom,
But is their bounty what she needs?
How can she chance to love a little bit of earth?
Does she not know?
The earth is old, and doesn't care if one small girl wants things to grow.
She needs a friend.
She needs a father, brother, sister, mother's arms.
She needs to laugh.
She needs to dance, and learn to work her girlish charm.
She needs a home, the only thing she really needs I cannot give.
Instead she asks a bit of earth to make it live!
She should have a pony, gallop 'cross the moor.
She should have a doll's house with a hundred rooms per floor.
Why can't she ask for a treasure?
Something that money can buy,
That won't die!
When I'd give her the world, she asks instead for some earth.
A bit of earth, she wants a little bit of earth, she'll plant some seeds.
The seeds will grow, the flowers bloom, their beauty, just the thing she needs.
She'll grow to love the tender roses, lilies, fair-thee iris tall.
And then in fall, her bit of earth will freeze and kill them all.
A bit of earth, a bit of earth,
A bit of earth.



STORM 1
Close the shutters and lock the doors,
Brace the windows as in it pours.
Candles only the ones you carry!
Watch now!
Checking supplies, watching the skies,
Fair's well the house that's ready!
Coming a terrible storm, looks like the sea in a gale.
Branches are broken in half, carried aloft like a sail.
Not since I was a child have I heard such a horrible wail!
Aaaaaaaaah!



LILY'S EYES
NEVILLE
Strangely quiet, but now the storm simply rests to strike again.
Standing, waiting, I think of her.
I think of her.
ARCHIE
Strange, this Mary, she leaves the room, yet remains.
She lingers on.
Something stirs me to think of her.
I think of her.
NEVILLE
From death she casts her spell, all night we hear her sighs,
And now a girl has come who has her eyes.
She has her eyes.
The girl has Lily's hazel eyes,
Those eyes that saw him happy long ago.
Those eyes that gave him life and hope he'd never known.
How can he see the girl and miss those hazel eyes?
ARCHIE
She has her eyes.
The girl has Lily's hazel eyes,
Those eyes that closed and left me all alone.
Those eyes I feel will never ever let me go!
How can I see this girl who has her hazel eyes?
In Lily's eyes a castle this house seemed to be,
And I the bravest knight became, my lady fair was she.
NEVILLE
She has her eyes.
She has my Lily's hazel eyes.
Those eyes that loved my brother, never me.
Those eyes that never saw me, never knew I longed
To hold her close, to live at last in Lily's Eyes!
ARCHIE
Imagine me, a lover!
NEVILLE
I longed for the day she'd turn and see me standing there,
ARCHIE AND NEVILLE
Would God have let her stay!
She has her eyes.
She has Lily's hazel eyes.
ARCHIE
Those eyes that saw me happy long ago.
NEVILLE
Those eyes that first I loved so!
ARCHIE AND NEVILLE
How can I now forget that once I dared to be
In love, alive, and whole in Lily's eyes, in Lily's eyes!!



STORM 2
Someone is crying, just now I heard them.
Someone in this house is crying.
Why won't they tell me?
I know they're lying.
Someone here is lost, or mad.
I must try to find them, beg them stop so I can sleep.
I heard someone crying.
Who, though, could it be?
Someone in this house, who no one seems to see.
Someone no one seems to hear, except for me.
I heard someone crying, I heard someone crying.
I heard someone crying.
Yes, there's someone crying.
Someone here is crying.
Listen, someone's crying.
Oh! I heard someone, I heard someone, Oh!



ROUND-SHOULDERED MAN
Some nights I dream that a round-shouldered man
Comes in my room on a beam of moonlight.
He never says what he wants, he just sits with a book in his hand.
And then I dream that the round-shouldered man
Takes me off on a ride through the moor by moonlight.
He never says where we'll go, we just ride 'cross the hills 'till dawn,
And some night I'm going to ask him, is the night sky black or blue?
I know the answer's in his book of all that's good and true.
And once I dreamed that the round-shouldered man
Took my hand and we walked to a secret garden.
I never knew where we were, we just sat in the crook of a broken tree,
And some night I'm going to ask him how the old moon turns to new.
I know the answer's in his book of all that's good and true.
I'm sure the answer's in his book of all that's good and true.



FINAL STORM
Coming a terrible storm, shaking the souls of the dead,
Quaking the floor underfoot, shaking the roof overhead!
Not since I was a child have I feared!
Mistress Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
It's a maze, this garden it's a maze of ways,
Oh, it's dry, she wailed, see, the iris failed, dig it up and out you go ..
Something wrong inside.
Mistress Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
It's a maze, this garden, it's a maze of ways.
High on a hill,
Had an early frost, now it's gone, it's lost, dig it up and out you go.
It's a maze, this garden, it's a maze, this garden, it's a maze, this ga --
It's a maze, this garden, it's a maze of ways,
Meant to lead a soul astray.
Mistress Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
Had an early frost, now it's gone, it's lost, dig it up and out you go,
You're out you go, out you go!!


PART  2




TABLE OF CONTENTS
      THE GIRL I MEAN TO BE
      HOUSE UPON THE HILL (REPRISE)
      QUARTET
      THERE'S A MAN
      RACE YOU TO THE TOP OF THE MORNING
      WICK
      COME TO MY GARDEN/LIFT ME UPCOME SPIRIT, COME CHARM
      A BIT OF EARTH (REPRISE)
      HOLD ON
      LETTER SONG
      WHERE IN THE WORLD
      HOW COULD I EVER KNOW
      FINALE



THE GIRL I MEAN TO BE   
MARY
I need a place where I can go,
Where I can whisper what I know,
Where I can whisper who I like and where I go to see them.
I need a place where I can hide,
Where no one sees my life inside,
Where I can make my plans, and write them down
So I can read them.
A place where I can bid my heart be still and it will mind me.
A place where I can go when I am lost,
And there I'll find me.
I need a place to spend the day,
Where no one says to go or stay,
Where I can take my pen and draw the girl I mean to be.



HOUSE UPON THE HILL (REPRISE)
And the master hears the whispers on the stairways dark and still,
And the spirits speak of secrets in the house upon the hill.



QUARTET  
NEVILLE
Why won't he say what he wants?
Why must he speak in dreams?
Why can't he see what he wants?
To disappear, it seems!
He should send this haunted girl far away,
Leave the house and lands to me!
ARCHIE
I watched them walk around the garden,
She stood tall, grown strong and bold.
Then they turned and asked my pardon,
I couldn't speak, my heart grown cold.
NEVILLE
Why can't he see what he wants?
He wants the past undone!
Why can't he know what he wants?
He's losing battles won
To have ever loved her, ever known how complete a loss can be.
If she could disappear, he'd start again.
He'd live like other men.
He could be happy then.
If she'd disappear he could be free,
Cut off from pain and loss,
A bit like me.
ROSE
You can't marry this Archibald!
He's a gloomy miserable cripple who hides himself away in that horrible house!
He can't believe you love him and neither can I!
LILY
No one is asking for your approval, Rose!
ROSE
Lily, think about your children.
Do you want your children to be crippled as well?
LILY
I will marry him!
NEVILLE
I can arrange what he wants,
ROSE
Don't do this! He's left it all to me.
Don't wed him!
Now he can have what he wants,
Don't bed him!
Unfetted he will be,
Don't do this,
Set him free to wander
Set him free
Through the world let him go his lonely ways!
ARCHIE
Then I longed to join them
Know the peace they feel their journey done.
Then I woke once more without them,
Knew I must wander on, and on I go
Life to find!!
LILY
Now that I love him, I will live for him!
Live just to love him.
ROSE
I won't forgive you!
Won't see you live there!!
Lily, I swear I'll never see you!!
NEVILLE
Just to disappear is to be free!
LILY
Do what you will, then, I'll never leave him!
NEVILLE
Cut off from pain! I'll help him disappear!
He'll start again!
ROSE
Cut off from pain!
No, you must leave him!
LILY
How can I leave him!
Yes, you must leave him!
I'll never leave him,
Yes, you must leave him!
Nor e'er deceive him!
Lily, promise!
Rose, I promised!
Yes, you must leave him,
I'll never leave him,
You must believe!
You must believe!
NEVILLE
Disappear!
LILY
I will wed and bear him children.
ROSE
Lily, think about the children. He will love me, love the children. Lily, think
about the children.



THERE'S  A MAN
There's a man who no one sees,
There's a man who lives alone.
There's a heart that beats in silence for
The life he's never known.



RACE YOU TO THE TOP OF THE MORNING
...I said,
"Someone must save this sweet raven-haired maiden,
Though surely the cost will be steep."
So we lads all drew lots,
Our insides tied in knots,
And I won, and the rest went to sleep.
So, I picked up my staff, and I followed the trail
Of his smoke to the mouth of the cave,
And I bid him come out,
Yea, forsooth, I did shout,
"Heathful dragon! Be gone!! Or behave!"
And then under my breath, I uttered a charm
Said to make the worst fiends become kind.
"Knaves and knights of dire plights,
Now diminish his sights!"
And it worked, and the dragon went blind.
And he charged off the cliff howling mad and he died,
And the maiden accepted my ring.
And then you came along,
And were brave, bold, and strong,
And in thanks, every night now I sing:
Race you to the top of the morning!
Come, sit on my shoulders and ride!
Run and hide, I'll come and find you,
Climb hills to remind you,
I love you, my boy at my side!
Now, another foul dragon's appeared,
I must leave you.
He's scorching our land with his breath.
From his lair this one taunts me,
He dares me, he haunts me.
Once again, we must fight to the death!
Would to God I could stay and instead slay your dragon,
This beast who sits hunched on your back.
Would God I could wrench him away from your bed,
Or cut off or tear off his terrible head,
Could breathe out my fire on him 'till he was dead,
Or beg him to spare you and take me instead!
As it is I must leave you in care of my brother,
The wizard, who lives on the hill,
Who has promised his art
Will soon pierce through the heart
Of this dragon that's keeping you ill.
And I know that your mother,
God bless her
Would want you to do as he says and grow strong.
And you know that as soon as I can I'll return,
So be brave, son and know that I long
To race you to the top of the morning!
Come, sit on my shoulders and ride.
Run and hide, I'll come and find you,
Climb hills to remind you I love you!
I love you, my boy at my side!



WICK  
DICKON
When a thing is wick, it has a life about it.
Now, maybe not a life like you and me.
But somewhere there's a single streak of green inside it.
Come, and let me show you what I mean.
When a think is wick, it has a light around it.
Maybe not a light that you can see.
But hiding down below a spark's asleep inside it,
Waiting for the right time to be seen.
You clear away the dead parts, so the tender buds can form,
Loosen up the earth and let the roots get warm,
Let the roots get warm.
Come a mild day, come a warm rain,
Come a snowdrop, a-comin' up!
Come a lily, come a lilac!
Come to call, calling all the rest to come and see!
MARY
When a thing is wick, and someone cares about it,
And comes to work each day, like you and me,
Will it grow?
DICKON
It will!
MARY
Then have no doubt about it,
We'll have the grandest garden ever seen!!
(spoken) Oh, Dickon, I want it all to be wick! Will you come and look at it with
me?
DICKON
(spoken) I'll come every day, rain or shine if you want me.
(spoken) All that garden needs is for us to come wake it up!
MARY
(spoken) But, Dickon, what if we save the garden, then Uncle Archie takes it
back, or Colin wants it?
DICKON
(spoken) Ay, what a miracle that would be, gettin' a poor crippled boy out to
see his mother's garden!
MARY AND DICKON
You give a living thing a little chance to grow,
That's how you will know if she is wick, she'll grow.
So grow to greet the morning, leave the ground below.
When a thing is wick it has a will to grow and grow.
MARY
Come a mild day, come a warm rain,
Come a snowdrop, a-comin' up!
Come a lily, come a lilac!
Come to call, calling all the rest to come!
MARY AND DICKON
Calling all the rest to come!
Calling all the world to come!
DICKON
For somewhere there's single streak of green below,
MARY AND DICKON
And all through the darkest nighttime,
It's waiting for the right time.
When a thing is wick, it will grow!



COME TO MY GARDEN/LIFT ME UP
LILY
Come to my garden, nestled in the hills.
There I'll keep you safe beside me.
Come to my garden.
Rest there in my arms.
There I'll see you safely grown and on your way.
Stay there in the garden, where love grows free and wild.
Come to my garden.
Come, sweet child.
COLIN
Lift me up and lead me to the garden,
Where life begins anew.
Where I'll find you, and I'll find you love me too.
Lift me up and lead me to the garden
LILY
Come to my garden,
Where life begins anew
Rest there in my arms.
Where I'll tell you, where I'll show you
There I'll see you safely grown
A new life, I will live for you.
And on your way.
I shall see you in the garden,
I shall see you in my garden,
Where spring will come and stay.
Where love grows free and wild.
Lift me up and lead me to the garden.
Come to my garden,
Come, sweet day!
Come, sweet day!



COME SPIRIT, COME CHARM
MARY
Come spirit, come charm,
Come days that are warm,
Come magical spell,
Come help him get well.
DICKON
Come spirit, come charm,
Come days that are warm,
Come magical spell,
Come help him get well.
ALL
Spirits are above, charms aloft on high!
Sweep away the storm comin' 'cross the sky!
See the rising sun, bid the breeze to fall,
Bid the robins sing, bid the roses grow!
Come spirit, come charm,
Come days that are warm,
Come magical spell,
Come help him get well.
Come, come spirit, come charm,
Come magical spell
Come help him get well.



A BIT OF EARTH (REPRISE)
ALBERT
A bit of earth,
LILY
A bit of earth,
ALBERT
A drop of dew,
ROSE
A bit of earth
A single stem begins to rise.
ROSE AND LILY
Begins to rise.
ALBERT
That bit of earth
Is pushed away, the flowers bloom before our eyes.
ROSE AND LILY
Before our eyes.
ALBERT
For in the earth,
The charm's at work, the word is past,
The days are warm.
LILY
The days are warm.
ROSE
The days are warm.
ALBERT
Unfold and grown,
The winter's past,
ALBERT AND LILY
We're free from harm.
ROSE
We're free from harm.
ALBERT, ROSE AND LILY
A bit of earth,
A bit of earth.



HOLD ON
What you've got to do is finish what you have begun,
I don't know just how, but it's not over 'till you've won!
When you see the storm is coming, see the lightning part the skies,
It's too late to run--there's terror in your eyes!
What you do then is remember this old thing you heard me say:
"It's the storm, not you, that's bound to blow away."
Hold on, hold on to someone standing by.
Hold on. Don't even ask how long or why!
Child, hold on to what you know is true,
Hold on 'till you get through.
Child, oh, child!
Hold on!
When you feel your heart is pounding, fear a devil's at your door.
There's no place to hide--you're frozen to the floor!
What you do then is you force yourself to wake up, and you say:
"It's this dream, not me, that's bound to go away."
Hold on, hold on, the night will soon be by.
Hold on, until there's nothing left to try.
Child, hold on, there's angels on their way!
Hold on and hear them say,
"Child, oh, child!"
And it doesn't even matter if the danger and the doom
Come from up above or down below,
Or just come flying at you from across the room!
When you see a man who's raging, and he's jealous and he fears
That you've walked through walls he's hid behind for years.
What you do then is you tell yourself to wait it out, you say,
"It's this day, not me, that's bound to go away."
Child, oh, hold on.
It's this day, not you, that's bound to go away!



LETTER SONG
MARY
D-E-A-R Uncle Archie, How are you?
I'm fine. Everybody else is too.
Please come home.
ARCHIE
Home. I have no home.
MARY
Martha says that you're in Paris.
ARCHIE
It's a house, child.
MARY
Is that very far away?
ARCHIE
It's just a house,
MARY
Do they have nice girls and boys there?
ARCHIE
And I can't get far enough away from it.
MARY
Please come home.
MARTHA
Now, just sign it.
MARY
Should I say that Colin's well now?
ARCHIE
Streets of Paris, like a maze.
MARY
Should I say that Doctor Craven....
ARCHIE
Sleepless nights and aimless days.
MARTHA
I think that what you have is good.
Let's get it posted on its way.
He'll rush home, then you can tell him all the rest you have to say.
MARY
Oh, kind sir, Uncle Archie,
ARCHIE
Can't forget, can't eat, I wish that you could see
Or sleep, or live.
When you come in to the garden.
Please come home.
ARCHIE
Can't forgive.
MARY
Yours truly?
MARTHA
Well, maybe....
MARY
Sincerely?
MARTHA
How's about...
MARY
Your friend, Mary.



WHERE IN THE WORLD
Now I see you in the window of a carraige, then a train.
Still my mind cannot accept that in your grave you must remain.
I hear your voice then turn and see a stranger's form and face.
Must I wander on tormented place to place to place to place!
Where can I go that you won't find me?
Why can't I find a place to hide?
Why do you have to chase me, haunt me?
Every step, you're there beside me.
Where in the world, tell me where in the world
Can I live without your love?
Why on the earth, tell me why on the earth
Should I stay now that you are gone?
Why did I have to meet you, love you?
Why can't I rid you from my mind?
Why did you have to want me?
Won't you let me put my life behind me?
How in the world, tell me how in the world
Can I live without your love?
Why on the earth, tell me why on the earth
Should I stay now that you are gone?
Now that you are ...
(spoken) Lily, is that you?



HOW COULD I EVER KNOW
LILY
How could I know I would have to leave you?
How could I know I would hurt you so?
You were the one I was born to love!
Oh, how could I ever know?
How could I ever know?
How can I say to go on without me?
How, when I know you still need me so?
How can I say not to dream about me?
How could I ever know?
How could I ever know?
Forgive me.
Can you forgive me
And hold me in your heart,
And find some new way to love me
Now that we're apart?
How could I know I would never hold you?
Never again in this world, but oh,
Sure as you breathe,
I am there inside you,
How could I ever know?
How could I ever know?
ARCHIE
How can I hope to go on without you?
How can I know where you'd have me go?
How can I bear not to dream about you?
Oh, how can I let you go?
LILY
How could I ever know?
ARCHIE
All I need ...
LILY
Is there in the garden!
ARCHIE
All I would ask ...
LILY
Is care for the child of our love!
Come, go with me, safe
I will keep you.
ARCHIE
Where you would lead me,
There I would,
LILY
There I would, there we would,
ARCHIE AND LILY
There we will go.
Oh! How could I know?
Tell me how could I know?
Never to know you would ever leave me!
How could we know?
LILY
How could I ever know?



FINALE  
COLIN
(spoken) Mary, what is it?
MARTHA
Mary, come quickly!
MARY
Wait 'till you see it!!
COLIN
Mary, what is it?
MARY
It's spring!
COLIN
But where did it come from?
MARTHA
From all your hard work, where do you think?
COLIN
Mary, look at the roses!
MARY
There are fountains of them!
COLIN
Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
MARY
Colin! That's not fair!
NEVILLE
Archie, why didn't you cable us you were coming?
ARCHIE
I didn't know myself, Neville.
What on earth is all that noise?
COLIN
Oh, no, you don't!
I'm lots faster than you are!
MARY
Colin Craven, not so fast!
NEVILLE
Mary Lennox!!
COLIN
Father?
ARCHIE
Oh, Colin!
COLIN
Look at me, Father!
I'm well!
ARCHIE
Oh, Colin, my fine, brave boy!
Can you ever forgive me?
COLIN
It was the garden that did it, Father.
And Mary, and Dickon, and Martha.
Some kind of charm, it came right out of the ground!
ARCHIE
Yes?
Oh, Colin.
Colin, look at you!
COLIN
It was Ben that kept the garden alive, Father, until ...
BEN
I knew it was against your orders sir, but I ...
COLIN
And it was Dickon, who taught us how ...
ARCHIE
Yes, I can just imagine. Dickon, if there is ever anything we can do ...
MARTHA
Sir, what is to become of our Mary?
ALBERT  
(sung) Clusters of crocus
ARCHIE
Why, Mary, I'd nearly forgotten you in all this.
MARY
It's hard to remember everybody, sir.
ARCHIE
No, it isn't.
Three isn't very many people at all.
I should be able to remember three people quite easily!
MARY
Would I be one of them?
ARCHIE
Mary Lennox, for as long as you will have us, we are yours,
Colin and I, and this is your home, and this, my lovely child, is your garden!
(Dreamers sing, fading)
Come to my garden, nestled in the hill.
There I'll keep you safe beside me.
Come to my garden.
Rest there in my arms.
There I'll see you safely grown
ALBERT AND LILY
And on your way.
Stay here in the garden, as days grow long and mild.
LILY
Come to my garden, come, sweet child.



© 1991 Calogie Music/ABCDE Publishing Corp.