Paradise is Waiting - Edit
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
Every night I dream about a man who takes my place
Tells me to go up, up into the highest mountain
In the dream I wait, among the lonely ancient beings
'Til I hear that voice, telling me to come to paradise
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
So I leave that place
From the land of seven seas
Everywhere I go, coming in this chateau
I begin to think, maybe this was all a dream
Then I hear that voice, calling like an echo "Paradise"
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
If we should go back
To what we once were
And the feelings we had
Then maybe there's life in the things that have died
Maybe we'll find that the true paradise is waiting inside
If we should go back
To what we once were
And the feelings we had
Then maybe there's life in the things that have died
Maybe we'll find that the true paradise is waiting inside
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
Paradise, paradise, paradise
Paradise, paradise, paradise
Paradise, paradise, paradise
Paradise, paradise, paradise
If we should go back
To what we once were
And the feelings we had
Then maybe there's life in the things that have died
Maybe we'll find that the true paradise is waiting inside
If we should go back
To what we once were
And the feelings we had
Then maybe there's life in the things that have died
Maybe we'll find that the true paradise is waiting inside
If we should go back
To what we once were
And the feelings we had
Then maybe there's life in the things that have died
Maybe we'll find that the true paradise is waiting inside
If we should go back
To what we once were
And the feelings we had
Then maybe there's life in the things that have died
Maybe we'll find that the true paradise is waiting inside
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
Every night I dream about a man who takes my place
Tells me to go up, up into the highest mountain
In the dream I wait, among the lonely ancient beings
'Til I hear that voice, telling me to come to paradise
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
So I leave that place
From the land of seven seas
Everywhere I go, coming in this chateau
I begin to think, maybe this was all a dream
Then I hear that voice, calling like an echo "Paradise"
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
If we should go back
To what we once were
And the feelings we had
Then maybe there's life in the things that have died
Maybe we'll find that the true paradise is waiting inside
If we should go back
To what we once were
And the feelings we had
Then maybe there's life in the things that have died
Maybe we'll find that the true paradise is waiting inside
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting
I can see you standing in the sun
Paradise, paradise, paradise
Paradise, paradise, paradise
Paradise, paradise, paradise
Paradise, paradise, paradise
If we should go back
To what we once were
And the feelings we had
Then maybe there's life in the things that have died
Maybe we'll find that the true paradise is waiting inside
If we should go back
To what we once were
And the feelings we had
Then maybe there's life in the things that have died
Maybe we'll find that the true paradise is waiting inside
If we should go back
To what we once were
And the feelings we had
Then maybe there's life in the things that have died
Maybe we'll find that the true paradise is waiting inside
If we should go back
To what we once were
And the feelings we had
Then maybe there's life in the things that have died
Maybe we'll find that the true paradise is waiting inside
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Writer(s): Jean Philip Grobler
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