And I will go on shining Shining like brand new I'll never look behind me My troubles will be few Hope you find your paradise Tried to see your point of view Hope your dreams will all come true Feel no sorrow, feel no shame Come tomorrow, feel no pain

And I will go on shining Shining like brand new I'll never look behind me My troubles will be few Hope you find your paradise Tried to see your point of view Hope your dreams will all come true Feel no sorrow, feel no shame Come tomorrow, feel no pain

In A Sentimental Mood I can see the stars come thru my room Is like a flame that lights the gloom On the wings of ev'ry kiss Drift a melody so strange and sweet In this sentimental bliss you make my Paradise complete Rose pearls seem to fall It's all

In A Sentimental Mood I can see the stars come thru my room Is like a flame that lights the gloom On the wings of ev'ry kiss Drift a melody so strange and sweet In this sentimental bliss you make my Paradise complete Rose pearls seem to fall It's all

We got that bad love, but it taste like medicine I never had love, so I learned to settle quick I guess I never thought I'd have to choose Between paradise and you And now I'm free, I'm free, yeah Now I'm free I still creep on your 'Gram, oh See you with

To keep my rose in paradise She was a flower for the takin' Her beauty cut just like a knife And he was a banker from Macon Swore he'd love her all his life Bought her a mansion on a mountain With a formal garden and a lot a land But paradise became her

Bite my lip and close my eyes Take me away to paradise I'm so damn bored, I'm going blind And I smell like shit I sit around and watch the tube but, nothing's on I change the channels for an hour or two Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit I'm sick of all

Every time I close my eyes It's like a dark paradise No one compares to you I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side Oh oh oh, ha ha ha I don't wanna wake up from this tonight And there's no remedy for memory your face Your soul is hunting

Love for sale! Advertising young love for sale Who would like to pay the price for a trip to Paradise? Love for Sale! Who will buy? Who would like to sample my supply? Who would like to climb the stairs? Who would like to try my wares? Let the poets

But who could've known it'd be this good? This is more than life This is paradise Woke up at home off that molly Bad bitch red bone on my body Smelling like Patron in mi casa That was one hell of a party Oh I knew life would be alright Oh and they tell me