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Tekster: Marc Almond. Lost Paradise.

Here is lost paradise
It's here, it's here
Lost paradise, it's here
It's here
Lost paradise, it's here

It's the toy
Broken in the sad child's hand
The one loved so dear
The one like gold
It's a sudden end to childhood's wonderland
A spring that's swiftly grown too old

Here is lost paradise
It's here, it's here
Lost paradise it's here
It's here
Lost paradise it's here

It's the last kiss
That's faded on our lips
From a first love
That quickly parted
One praises to the sky
On our knees in worship
And there we're left
Broken hearted

It's that which escapes us
In the course of our lives
That cannot be retained
With no remembrance
It's only melancholy that survives

Through our painful resonance

It's happiness which passes
And leaves us behind
We couldn't hold it for
It was too whole
We couldn't follow our confidence
Undermined for fear of sinking
Being out of control

Here is lost paradise
It's here, it's here
Lost paradise it's here
It's here
Lost paradise it's here

It's a sleepy town
On the edge of the frontier
It's a dead letter
One has read too late
It's the last love that one believes
Sincere, a failed rendezvous
That would have sealed our fate

Here is lost paradise
It's here, it's here
Lost paradise it's here
It's here
Lost paradise it's here