Why talk with no answers
Nobody callin' me
I feel I'm on the outskirts
Of California dreams
I'm asking every question
But no one seems to know why
♪
I'll tell you all my secrets
I know you listen
When you ask me if I mean it
Nobody cares enough
But finally you see it
And now you wanna know why
Wanna know why
Well I don't wanna take the road of another
But I don't wanna be the last to arrive
I just wanna hold the hand of another
Like I'm living in my own paradise
♪
One foot on the border
The vultures wait on
Every crux and every corner
I shook the hands of fate
To step out of the order
Don't throw me back in the line
♪
Days turn into seasons
I'm tryin' to change the pace
And give you all the reasons
This path is worth the pain
I know we'll finally see it
And maybe then you'll know why
Then you'll know why
Well I don't wanna take the road of another
But I don't wanna be the last to arrive
I just wanna hold the hand of another
Like I'm living in my own paradise
I can see it fill the horizon
Technicolor dreams, coming to life
Well I don't wanna take the road of another
But I don't wanna be the last to arrive
I just wanna hold the hand of another
Like I'm living in my own paradise
Well I don't wanna take the road of another
But I don't wanna be the last to arrive
I just wanna hold the hand of another
Like I'm living in my own paradise
(In my own paradise)