PARADISE HOTEL

Words and music by Winston Apple

The Paradise Hotel was a pretty run-down place
But it was the only place we knew to run to when we made our getaway
It felt so good to be on our own, just the two of us finally left alone
Becoming lovers, becoming the best of friends
We were in Paradise, when we were living at the Paradise

You always cared just a little too much about what people think and say
You had some bad dreams and you let them carry you away
Still, I never understood how you could turn your back on our love
I watched you go, but I still don't know exactly what you were thinking of
Walking away from Paradise, the Paradise Hotel

We should be living at the Paradise
Wrapped in each other's arms every night
We should be making each other's dreams work out right
We should living, we should be living at the Paradise
The Paradise Hotel

It's been a long time now since we went our separate ways
And still I hear Destiny calling me
If it's really too late for a miracle
If it's really too late to save our love
Somebody tell me, please tell me why I feel this way
Why I feel this way about you, baby
Somebody tell me why I still believe 

We should be living at the Paradise . . . .

I don't know much, but I do know what I've got to do
I've come back to the Paradise and I'm gonna wait right here for you
I'm gonna keep on hoping and praying that someday you're gonna come back too
You'll give our love another chance and this time our dreams will come true
I'm waiting here for you at the Paradise
The Paradise Hotel

© Gary Winston Apple, 2000.
Used by permission. All rights reserved.



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