Paradise
Written by Dewey Bunnell and Gerry Beckley, ©2001

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E   A   G A E
(intro)

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Paradise
                   A
Caught between the fire and the ice
G                      A
No need to think twice
                     E
It's where I want to be

E
Like a weather vane
              A
Following the wind the sun and rain
    G                A
The ecstasy and pain
                     E
And all that comes between

A                                                     E
Cause in the morning summer breezes will be coming my way
A                                                  B7
Then in the evening I'm believing I'll be ready to say

                         E
That I am living here in paradise
                  A
Balancing the darkness with the light
G                   A
Silencing the fight
               E
Ahead is all I see

E
Like a golden chain
                   A
Wrapped around the laughter and the pain
G                   A
Silencing the blame
                 E
Let it all break free

A                                                    E
Then in the morning summer breezes will be coming my way
A                                                 B7
And in the evening I'm believing I'll be ready to say

                              E
That we're all living here in paradise

A   G A E

C#m            B              A
And though the sun will fade away they say
C#m             B                  A
There's so much more to fill a day

        E
So be a weather vane
              A
Following the wind the sun and rain
    G                A
The ecstasy and pain
                     E
And all that comes between

A                                                       E
Cause in the morning summer breezes will be coming your way
A                                                    B7
Then in the evening I'm believing you'll be ready to say

                              E        B7
That we're all living here in paradise (we wouldn't, we wouldn't)
       E    B7
In paradise (we wouldn't want to be)
    E    B7
Paradise (we wouldn't, we wouldn't)
                   E    B7
Living here in paradise (we wouldn't want to be)
                         E   B7
Between the fire and the ice (we wouldn't, we wouldn't)

E  B7 ...
(repeat and fade)

Last Revised: 18 February 2003