A track that was very early
A track that was very early
Adored, in awe, but out of reach the fruit tastes so sweet
So shy, wide eyed, I couldn’t touch, proceed be discreet
The fumbled art trip, secret passion’s silent shout
Tight jeans, white jumper, spiked and doll-like sought me out
She took my hand and led me across the floor
She took my hand and led me down, darkened alleyways
Do you like what you see, she said, ‘It’s yours’
Do you want what you see, she said, ‘I’m yours’
Nobody told me what this game was called
Now I know, I miss her so and I want her back
Temple Eden is where we lie tonight
I know it’s not much but you mean a lot to me
She took my heart and told me what to do with my hands
She cried caress and I was helpless to her command
The snakebite afternoons that we spent in the park
When we got drunk and we forgot that it wasn’t yet dark
Nobody told me what this game was called
Now she’s gone, I miss her so, but do i want her back
This Temple Eden is where we lie tonight
I know it’s not much but this means a lot to me
