(Words: D. Hall, S. Allen; Music : D. Hall)


I caught you staring at the ceiling

Captured by the mirror up there

OK OK I see the separation

Makin love down here

While you're watching in the air


If you're looking for love

and you don't find it in my eyes

then you're Running from Paradise.

Look before you leap, darling

don't you know that you're

Running from Paradise


I gave you every pose you asked for

Played every game you fantasize

I called your bluff, we're running out of breath

You're hooked on looking - not on what you find

PaPaPaParadise