Paradise

I am waiting for you on this island paradise,
Waiting many hours by the fire
And when we're here alone
No one needs to know
And that's what makes this paradise

So come and feel the warmth of this white sand,
Roll it through your fingers and your toes
Oh we know all the rules
On this island built for two
And that's what makes this paradise

Oh why can't we stay here all the time
Watchin' story figures rise in the sky?
Well we've got our own story to build
And we've got bellies and empty hearts to fill

I'll play any song that you wanna hear
If you promise that you will sing for me
The ocean is so old
It fills up both our souls
And that's what makes this paradise

Oh, why do the flowers bend and pray
When the wind comes rollin' off the waves?
It's good to have you here by my side
Where these questions can fill up all our time

Said it's good to have you here by my side,
And that's what makes this
Mmm...paradise.

© Rebecca Katz 2003