Paradise

Open your eyes

Said it's morning time

What a glory time

Starting to breath again

Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes

Such a paradise

Waiting to be found today

Somehow you manage to get yourself

Though struggling

Out of those warmed-up sheets

Turn to your left side and there she is

What a beauteous

She is the pearl of your dreams



So first of all

The morning breeze

And your magazine

Bread and butter

Ham and cheese and salatines

You take the orange juice

Cubes of fruit and yogurt too

And only read the good news

Then she comes along

Joins you with a perfect smile

How much better can you possibly feel

But there's this question though

You know you just can't answer

Why did she ever choose me?