

(ahhhh) Beneath the canopy of green and gold
A quiet kingdom where the rivers run
A brand new story waiting to be told
Two fragile hearts beneath a
rising sun
And the wind hums a melody
Through the leaves of the silent tree
(oh,
look up now)
Adam and Eve in the morning light
Before the shadow, before the flight
Holding a world in a single touch Maybe they loved it a
bit too much
A heavy branches hanging low and sweet
A sudden whisper in the afternoon
A quiet earth beneath their dusty feet
An ancient promise fading out too soon
And the wind hums a melody
Through the leaves of the silent tree (oh,
look up now)
Adam and Eve in the morning light
Before the shadow, before the flight
Holding a world in a single touch Maybe they loved it a
bit too much
We are the children of the garden path
Walking the line between the grace and wrath
Searching for home in every foreign street
With the same dust upon our feet
Adam and Eve
Walking out into
the cold
(oh, oh, oh)