Paradise
Paradise
What would it be like
a passage through the clouds
which only can be seen
when the sun goes down,
To a place without
unhappiness, pain or fear
a place with everlasting peace
or, does it only exist in dreams
Probably it's something
inside our hearts
love, warmth and strength
that can make little miracles happen
Probably it's a sudden smile
a sunray between clouds
the laugh of a little child
a flower on our way
The joy we find in little things
which is the way to happiness
so we can endure when bad things happen
I think that is paradise
What would it be like
a passage through the clouds
which only can be seen
when the sun goes down,
To a place without
unhappiness, pain or fear
a place with everlasting peace
or, does it only exist in dreams
Probably it's something
inside our hearts
love, warmth and strength
that can make little miracles happen
Probably it's a sudden smile
a sunray between clouds
the laugh of a little child
a flower on our way
The joy we find in little things
which is the way to happiness
so we can endure when bad things happen
I think that is paradise
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| Auteur: vlindertje2 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 februari 2006 | ||
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