Kelly Zion (11/27/1994)
Paradise left this earth
when Hell 'enlarged herself'
but still we look for some warmth
outside the pit of Hell.
But this world is hell.
Baby, come, take my hand
we can find a part-time home
just to make it through this life
we can live inside a song,
inside a Coldplay 'Paradise'
I'm just a broken little girl
trying to make it through this world
and every time the skies go gray
it reminds me you're still away
and I dream of 'Paradise.'
There was a time before I died
when you could've brought me back to life
and yet I smile at the skies
as raindrops fall from my eyes
I dream of Coldplay 'Paradise.'
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