A Little Taste of Eden; and no matter, what has gone before;
the past is just the past; a lingering memory...
a shadow pale.
The page is ours to write, my Love.... my Life; The One that I adore,
Our hearts, and thoughts exist as one, We cannot lose, we cannot fail.

A Little Taste of Eden; and the Apple... held soft, in your hand;
But here, there is no Serpent to ensnare; no devious game to play.
The tiny spark that blossomed to a flame... not hard to understand;
when two like hearts soft touch... by chance,
then, Love will always find a way.

A Little Taste of Eden; a sweet Paradise to call our own,
and, what we have is not for losing, held safe, to Eternity,
So, let me whisper to your heart until the shadows all have flown,
Then, we shall walk out in the sun...
for this, is our true Destiny.

No matter, that the way is hard... no matter, that we are apart;
You hold my heart, soft, in your hands...
I hold your love safe, in my heart.