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

Far away, far away Into a broken paradise surrounded by the colored lights On and on she moves Into a paradise without day and without night In the place with marmalade skies And all alone she moves In the land where the sun will never rise Carry on,

Two worlds, one family Trust your heart Let fate decide A simple life, they live in peace To guide these lives we see Put your faith in what you most believe in To guide these lies we see A paradise untouched by man Within this worlds blessed with love

Ain't no place I'd rather be Chil'ren, dead homies and family Sky high, iced out paradise, in the sky Only place that's right for me Chromed out mansion in paradise, in the sky Shit, tired of gettin' shot at Tired of gettin' chased by the police and

Bom, bom-bom, bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom I want you to be mon amour Ooh, you give me butterflies Ooh, you feel like paradise Ooh, we should sneak away Bom, bom-bom, bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom (hey) This is a private jam I see you walking with a hippie

‘Cause I’m in paradise If I’m dreaming here You should let me be When I look at you It’s like a getaway I could feel the sun It’s shinin’ on my face Don’t let me wake Every time we kiss

Love for sale. Appetizing, young love for sale. Love that's fresh and still unspoiled. Love that's only slighty soiled. Who will buy? Who will like to sample my supply? Who's prepared to pay the price for a trip to paradise? Let the poets pipe of love

Days filled with joy and days filled with sorrow I don't know just what to do Am I happy today, am I lonely tomorrow Everything depends on you I've been waiting for the angels to knock on my door I've been hopin' that everything could be like before Open

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

Remember me: I gave you life You would not take it Your suffering was all in vain It's almost over now Don't turn your back on Paradise The water's edge is where she waits Lost soul still wandering Meant to die, but she's stuck not crossing over