Before the Fall

Evie, we don’t talk much and when we do, we fight
You pretend you’re sleeping when I reach for you at night
I’ve been thinking ‘bout our days in Paradise
When I was still the apple of your eye

We made love out in the open without guilt or pain
In the evenings we’d go walking in those years before the rain
Too innocent to know we had it all
When it was you and me and God before the fall

Now the kids all hate each other, I feel older every day.
Since we lost the garden, Eve, I’ve been afraid to pray
But I think about our days in Paradise
When we were still the apples of His eye

We lived our lives out in the open without fear or shame
In the evenings He’d walk with us in those years before the rain
We would always answer when He’d call
When it was you and me and God before the fall

Eve, is that a tear there on your face?
Oh, what, I’d give to take you back there to that kinder place.

When we lived life out in the open without fear or pain
In the evenings we’d go walking in those years before the rain
Too innocent to know we had it all
When it was you and me and God before the fall

Oh, just you and me and God before the fall.

Copyright, (c), 2012 Kelly Gazzaway