Eden
I watch his silhouette
While he's getting dressed
And I'm lying in his bed
Early hours of the morning
I've learned to stop imploring him to stay
When he can't
And Lord don't You know
I worship You so
But this man of mine, he might just take the gold
Lord, forgive me for my sins
But sinning feels like Eden
When you're in the garden, there's no use in leaving
Leaving
I've rectified my wrongs, I've worked hard and long
To find my little slice of Eden
And when I bit the apple, I prayed
Please don't be offended
I don't mind if I'm not right for heaven
If it means I get to stay here
For an hour more or two
But I never want to betray You
And Lord don't You know
I worship You so
But this man of mine, he might just take the gold
Lord, forgive me for my sins
But sinning feels like Eden
When you're in the garden, there's no use in leaving
Leaving
Words I thought I'd never say, I've whispered in his ear
Things better left unspoken, left out in the air
And Lord don't You know
I worship You so
But this man of mine, he might just take the gold
Lord, forgive me for my sins
But sinning feels like Eden
When you're in the garden, there's no use in leaving
And Lord, don't You know
I worship You so
But this man of mine, he might just take the gold
While he's getting dressed
And I'm lying in his bed
Early hours of the morning
I've learned to stop imploring him to stay
When he can't
And Lord don't You know
I worship You so
But this man of mine, he might just take the gold
Lord, forgive me for my sins
But sinning feels like Eden
When you're in the garden, there's no use in leaving
Leaving
I've rectified my wrongs, I've worked hard and long
To find my little slice of Eden
And when I bit the apple, I prayed
Please don't be offended
I don't mind if I'm not right for heaven
If it means I get to stay here
For an hour more or two
But I never want to betray You
And Lord don't You know
I worship You so
But this man of mine, he might just take the gold
Lord, forgive me for my sins
But sinning feels like Eden
When you're in the garden, there's no use in leaving
Leaving
Words I thought I'd never say, I've whispered in his ear
Things better left unspoken, left out in the air
And Lord don't You know
I worship You so
But this man of mine, he might just take the gold
Lord, forgive me for my sins
But sinning feels like Eden
When you're in the garden, there's no use in leaving
And Lord, don't You know
I worship You so
But this man of mine, he might just take the gold
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Writer(s): Magdalene Worobets
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