This is always a dream

If we should go back to what we once were
And the feelings we had, then maybe there's life (This is always a dream)
In the things that have died, maybe we'll find
That the true paradise is waiting inside

If we should go back to what we once were
And the feelings we had, then maybe there's life
In the things that have died, maybe we'll find
That the true paradise is waiting inside

If we should go back to what we once were
And the feelings we had, then maybe there's life
In the things that have died, maybe we'll find
That the true paradise is waiting inside

If we should go back to what we once were
And the feelings we had, then maybe there's life
In the things that have died, maybe we'll find
That the true paradise is waiting inside

If we should go back to what we once were
And the feelings we had, then maybe there's life
In the things that have died, maybe we'll find
That the true paradise is waiting inside

If we should go back to what we once were
And the feelings we had, then maybe there's life
In the things that have died, maybe we'll find
That the true paradise is waiting inside

Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting, I can see
You standing in the sun
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting, I can see
You standing in the sun

Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting, I can see
You standing in the sun
Paradise is waiting
Paradise is waiting, I can see
You standing in the sun

Every night I dream about a man who takes my place
Tells me to go up, up into the highest mountain
In the dream I wait, among the lonely ancient beings
'Till I hear that voice, telling me to come to paradise

Paradise
Is waiting
Paradise
Paradise
Is waiting

So I leave that place, from the land of seven seas
Everywhere I go, company in this chateau
I begin to think, maybe this was all a dream (This was all a dream)
Then I hear that voice, calling like an echo, Paradise

(Paradise is waiting) Paradise
(Paradise is waiting, I can see) Waiting
(You standing in the sun) Paradise is waiting, paradise
(Paradise is waiting) Paradise
(Paradise is waiting, I can see) Waiting
(You standing in the sun)

(Paradise, paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise, paradise)

If we should go back to what we once were
And the feelings we had, then maybe there's life
In the things that have died, maybe we'll find
That the true paradise is waiting inside

If we should go back to what we once were
And the feelings we had, then maybe there's life
In the things that have died, maybe we'll find
That the true paradise is waiting inside

If we should go back to what we once were
And the feelings we had, then maybe there's life
In the things that have died, maybe we'll find
That the true paradise is waiting inside

If we should go back to what we once were
And the feelings we had, then maybe there's life
In the things that have died, maybe we'll find
That the true paradise is waiting inside

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Jean-Phillip Grobler