City built me a courtyard, we promised he would.And spend time in my courtyard whenever he could.In the corner a tall tree, so shady and cool.And a white marble fountain, in a clear sparkling pool.A lovely stone courtyard, with a lacy iron gate.And a bountiful garden, where I could wait.Yes, he built me a courtyard, like he promised he would.And I know that he'd come to my side, he would if he could.Patterns on a courtyard floor, illusions of all I'm living for.
