I dream of tongues that tell my story
Then eat the fruit off of the tree
I wish for words to heal the worry
Without the space to let me breathe
Eve
Eve
Eve
I'll never stop to taste the feeling
We preach the world to thee
These bitches talk about some glory
I just wanna be free
Eve
Eve
Eve
I miss the garden
(I miss the garden)
I miss the garden
(I miss the garden)
I miss the garden
(I miss the garden)
I miss the garden
