My paradise has curtains stirring in the breeze
the coolness of an arbor, the rustling of soft leaves
Loved ones I wrap my arms around when I feel too alone
The greatest part of Paradise lives within my home.
All people have their own ideas of what paradise means.
Some find it in reality, some only have their dreams.
I think anyone can understand the dream I'm dreaming of.
The greatest dream of Paradise is where we all are loved.
the coolness of an arbor, the rustling of soft leaves
Loved ones I wrap my arms around when I feel too alone
The greatest part of Paradise lives within my home.
All people have their own ideas of what paradise means.
Some find it in reality, some only have their dreams.
I think anyone can understand the dream I'm dreaming of.
The greatest dream of Paradise is where we all are loved.
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