Trapped In Paradise Again [Radio Version]
I've got an island, one of my own
Only you and me, the sand and palm trees
No computers or cell phone
Every day is so perfect. It just might be a sin
Trapped in paradise again
But then I wake up at my desk and I remember
That you don't love me anymore
My dreams and memories are a constant reminder that I'll never have you
Trapped in paradise again
Walks by the ocean, castles in the sand
Watch the waves crash in with the warm trade winds
To the sound of a steel drum band
Every day is so perfect. It just might be a sin
Trapped in paradise again
And then I wake up at my bed and I remember
That you don't love me anymore
My dreams and memories are a constant reminder that I'll never have you
Trapped in paradise, . . . . .
again, . . . . I wish I could stop thinking 'bout the end
Then again, I need to see you every day
But then I wake up at my bed and I remember
That you don't love me anymore
My dreams and memories are a constant reminder that I'll never have you
Trapped in paradise again
But then I wake up at my bed and I remember
That you don't love me anymore
My dreams and memories are a constant reminder that I'll never have you
Trapped in paradise again
Writer/s: Greg Dillard
