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(Keith, Wheat, Hannon)

Hold me close now, hold me tight, don't let go of me tonight
You're all I want, you're all I need
Hold me close now, hold me tight, and don't let go of me tonight
Sweet paradise, yeah

How I love all of those crazy little things you've said and done for me
You're the one for me
Darlin', dry your eyes, I can't stand to see you cry
Now just turn and walk away, don't look back when I say goodbye paradise

Days go by and life goes on, I feel I've been away too long
What I would give to be with you, days go by and life drags on
Feel I've been away too long, for much too long, yeah

And all the while that I'm away, don't let our love fade away
Don't you fade away
Now as sure as the sun is gonna shine, the day will come
Now I'm waitin' for the day, there'll be no more sayin' goodbye paradise

My sweet paradise, you are the reason why it tears me up inside
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And I break down and cry, didn't wanna say goodbye paradise

I'm comin' home to you tonight, comin' home to you tonight
So hold on tight, tonight I'm on my way back home to paradise

I'm so lost without you, I can't live without you
I've been away too long, now, tonight I'm on my way back home to you
My my paradise, my my paradise
To hold you in my arms, you're all that I adore
To see your smilin' face as I walk through the door
I'll never say goodbye again, no

[Solo]

Hey, we're Pogo! Oh, okay. Here we go
As a matter of fact, this song was wrote about a town that is not part of
where we're from (Freebird!) No, we're not from Alabama, man
We're from California (Californ-I-A. We like Philadelphia though, I mean)
Oh yeah, we like ya a whole bunch (yeah, we're ready)