Paradise
| Caught between the
| Fire and the ice
| No need to
| Think twice
| It's where I want
| To be
|
| Like a weather vane
| Following the
| wind, the sun
| and rain
| The ecstasy
| and pain
| and all that
| comes between
|
| Cause in the morning
| summer breezes
| will be coming
| my way
| Then in the evening
| unbelieving
| I'll be ready to say
|
| That I am living
| here in Paradise
| Balancing the
| darkness with
| the light
| Silencing the fight
| Ahead is
| all I see
|
| Like a golden chain
| Wrapped around the
| laughter
| and the pain
| Silencing the blame
| Let it all break free
|
| Then in the morning
| summer breezes
| will be coming
| my way
| And in the evening
| unbelieving
| I'll be ready to say
|
| That we're all
| living here in
| Paradise
|
| And though the sun
| will fade away
| they say
| there's so
| much more to
| fill a day
|
| So be a
| weather vane
| following
| the wind,
| the sun,
| and rain
| The ecstasy
| and pain
| and all that
| comes between
|
| Cause in the morning
| summer breezes
| will be coming
| your way
| Then in the evening
| unbelieving
| You'll be
| ready to say
|
| That we're all
| living here in
| Paradise
| in Paradise
| Paradise
|
| Living here in
| Paradise
| Between the
| fire and the ice
|
| In Paradise
| between the
| fire and the ice
|
| in Paradise
| In Paradise
| In Paradise
| In Paradise
|
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| Paradise
| | America |
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