Garden Gate (Joe Walsh) Well Im sitting in the middle of a story Would you like to read my line Sipping on a morning glory Would you like to taste my wine Dont forget to tell the sun I sleep through the day See him when the morning comes Everythings OK The captains in the chartroom Navigating on a star Cant know where were going Cause he dont know where we are Dont you think I dont know How to tell the time Cant you see you cant sell me Something that is mine {break guitar solo} You just sit to talking And Im sure theres nothing said Your book is lying open And I dont think much is read The dog is outside barking At something he cant see The garden gate is closing