feel Why are you wasting my time? With questions when everything's fine Why are things so nice? Is this the place that they call paradise? Oh, it's paradise
Übersetzung: Die Buzzcocks. Paradise.
you feel Why are you wasting my time With questions when everything's fine Why are things so nice Is this the place that they call Paradise Oh it's Paradise
I can't run to the light It's you that I need I could cut myself with a knife For you babe and bleed What was heaven without you babe Now everything
Übersetzung: Die Buzzcocks. Was war der Himmel?.
