The garden of eden
Some say it was in sweeeeden!!
But i'm sure they only jest,
But i'll except those firm young breast's.
Others say it was peru
but i'm lost without a clue
Others say it's up to you
In your ink,a lies the truth.
So I write this page of mine
To find the truth that cries inside
Up and down and round and round
Coming back to the same two clowns.
So we scream and shout and rage
All these years still filling the page.
But the music sings its songs
You and me must always get along
So its time for me to start
Misses eden is my lonely heart.