Fruitful streams

Fruitful streams are on the tip of my finger
And I never linger ‘til the end of the song
I took a trip out of the garden of eden
I've been riding that high now for so long

It's just like we blew a fuse
So much to choose
And we all lose
And so it goes

Fruitful streams are all I think about
Now the world's gone dry
And I've parched my mouth
I keep dreaming of streams and rivers
But we're in a drought
And they can't deliver

It's just like we took a snooze
So much to choose
And we all losе
And so it goes

Reality, I love you babе
But you've completely gone away
I tried to get you to stay
You know the way I need you

It's just like we blew a fuse
So much to choose
And we all lose
And so it goes