Besedila: America. The Complete Greatest Hits. Paradise.

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 I'm believing 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 I'm believing 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 I'm believing you'll be ready to say

That we're all living here in paradise (we wouldn't, we wouldn't)
In paradise (we wouldn't want to be)
Paradise (we wouldn't, we wouldn't)
Living here in paradise (we wouldn't want to be)
Between the fire and the ice (we wouldn't, we wouldn't)

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