sky is grey
the sand is grey
and the ocean is grey
and i feel right at home
in this stunning monochrome
alone in my way
i smoke and i drink
and everytime i blink
i have a tiny dream
but as bad as i am
i'm proud of the fact
that i'm worse than i seem
what kind of paradise am i looking for
i've got everything i want
still i want more
maybe some tiny shiny thing will wash up on the shore
you walk through my walls
like a ghost on tv
you penetrate me
and my little pink heart
is on it's little brown raft
floating out to sea
and what can i say
but i'm wired this way
and you're wired to me
and what can ido
but wallow in you
unintentionally
what kind of paradise am i looking for
i've got everything i want
still i want more
maybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the shore
regretfully
i guess i've got three
simple things to say
why me
why this now
why this way
with overtones ringing
undertows pulling away
under a sky that is grey
on sand that is grey
by an ocean that's grey
what kind of paradise am i looking for
i've got everything i want
and still i want more
maybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the shore
**in the version of the song i prefer to hear she speaks at the end and i think it suits with the song quite well.... maybe it just suits with how i feel when i hear it... idk. but she says....**
((sorry i'm feeling um.... unfocused still. and the problem is meeee))
