
Date of issue: 16.05.2019
Song language: English
Paradise |
Walked out with no answers |
Nobody callin' me |
I feel I’m on the outskirts |
Of California dreams |
I’m asking every question |
But no one seems to know why |
I’ll tell you all my secrets |
I know you listen when you ask me if I mean it |
Nobody cares enough but finally you see it |
And now you wanna know why, wanna know why |
Well, I don’t wanna take the road of another |
But I don’t wanna be the last to arrive |
I just wanna hold the hand of another |
Like I’m living in my own paradise |
One foot on the border |
The vultures wait on every crux and every corner |
I shook the hands of fate to step out of the order |
Don’t throw me back in the line |
Days turn into seasons |
I’m tryin' to change the pace |
And give you all the reasons |
This path is worth the pain |
I know we’ll finally see it |
And maybe then you’ll know why |
Then you’ll know why |
Well, I don’t wanna take the road of another |
But I don’t wanna be the last to arrive |
I just wanna hold the hand of another |
Like I’m living in my own paradise |
I can see it fill the horizon |
Technicolor dreams coming to life |
Well, I don’t wanna take the road of another |
But I don’t wanna be the last to arrive |
I just wanna hold the hand of another |
Like I’m living in my own paradise |
I don’t wanna take the road of another |
But I don’t wanna be the last to arrive |
I just wanna hold the hand of another |
Like I’m living in my own paradise |
(My own paradise) |