When she was just a girl, She expected the world, But it flew away from her reach, And bullets catch in her teeth.
Life goes on, It gets so heavy, The wheel breaks the butterfly. Every tear, a waterfall. In the night, the stormy night, She'll close her eyes. In the night, the stormy night, Away she'd fly.
And dreams of para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.
She'd dream of para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.
La-la La-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la.
So lying underneath those stormy skies. She'd say oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. I know the sun must set to rise.
This could be para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.
This could be para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.
Oh, oh. Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo.
This could be para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.