Paradise

If I was made of stone
You would be made of sand,
I tried to catch you on the run but you flowed out of my hands,
I was a rolling stone bending by throne but every night I tell why...
When the moon is bright and the city light is shinning out the door,
When the wind is cold and the darkness falls, I tell why
OOOH OH
Every night we run, (OOOH OH)
Trying to see the sun, (OOOH OH)
Look what i've become, (OOOH OH)
This is paradise, don't look so surprised...

If I was made of stone
You would be made of sand,
I tried to catch you on the run but you flowed out of my hands,
I was a rolling stone bending by throne but every night I tell why...
When the moon is bright and the city light is shinning out the door,
When the wind is cold and the darkness falls, I tell why
OOOH OH
Every night we run, (OOOH OH)
Trying to see the sun, (OOOH OH)
Look what I've become, (OOOH OH)
This is paradise, don't look so surprised

OOOH OH
Every night we run, (OOOH OH)
Trying to see the sun, (OOOH OH)
Look what I've become, (OOOH OH)
This is paradise, don't look so surprised...

(INSTRUMENTAL ONLY)

Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh
Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh
Oooh
Every night we run, (OOOH)
Trying to see the sun, (OOOH)
Look what I've become, (OOOH)
This is paradise, don't look so surprised

Oooh
And every night we run, (OOOH)
Trying to see the sun, (OOOH)
Look what I've become, (OOOH)
This is paradise, don't look so surprised

Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh.



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Frank Carter, Dean Anthony Richardson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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