When she was just a girl, She expected the world, But it flew away from her reach, And bullets catching 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 closed her eyes. In the night, the stormy night, Away she flied.
And dream of para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.
She dreamed 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 the stormy skies. She said oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. I know the sun's set to rise.
This could be para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Could be para-para-paradise, Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.
This could be para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Could be 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.