Eden Songtext
von Iron & Wine

Whisper in my ear
Everything my dear
Every wicked vision that you carry On your naked breast
I believe that was your best
Apple pie invention since we married

As God will be my judge
I′m not the man I was
Before I found you lying in the garden

Let's go buy some clothes
Some wool socks for your toes
′Cause it might be much colder in the morning