Mans Zelmerlow - Paradise Lyrics
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Paradise
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What Are The Lyrics For Paradise By Mans Zelmerlow?
Violently, falling for destiny
It should be you and me Riding the horizons Invisibly, creating a harmony A path for you and me The world at our feet So come fly Welcome to my paradise Where the heaven ends, That's where love begins And don't cry Welcome to my paradise Feel your loving grace In your warm embrace I believe I was destined to be with you To fight for you To die for you Reminding me Will you set me free? Your love is mine to keep I'll never loose you So come fly Welcome to my paradise Where the heaven ends, That's where love begins And don't cry Welcome to my paradise Feel your loving grace In your warm embrace As the river flows through land As the water glows in sun That's how far that we have come So come and let us fly! Welcome to my paradise Where the heaven ends, That's where love begins! And don't cry Welcome to my paradise (Feel your loving grace) Feel your loving grace (Feel your loving grace) And your warm embrace (Come fly, welcome to my paradise) (Where the heaven ends) (Where the heaven ends) (That's where love begins) (And don't cry, welcome to my paradise) (Feel your loving grace) (In your warm embrace) Paradise |
Who Wrote Paradise By Mans Zelmerlow?
Anders Bagge, Peter Sjostrom, Maans Zelmerloev
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What's The Duration Of The Paradise By Mans Zelmerlow?The duration of Paradise is 4:02 minutes and seconds. |
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