Paradise

Why talk with no answers?

Nobody callin' me

I feel I'm on the outskirts

Of California dreams

I'm askin' 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 want to 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 want to hold the hand of another

Like I'm living in my own paradise

I can see it fill the horizon (My own paradise)

Technicolor dreams comin' to life

Well, I don't wanna take the road of another

I don't wanna be the last to arrive

I just want to 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 want to hold the hand of another

Like I'm living in my own paradise

(My own paradise)

(I'ma feel alive in paradise)

(I'ma feel alive in paradise)