Don� t tell me when something is beautiful,
And don� t tell me how to talk to my friends.

Just tell me the names of the stars in the sky,
What� s you favorite song,
And tell me the names of the lovers you had,
Before I come ���.

And don� t put your arms around me,
And don� t hold me tight,
Cause I could get used to the vision on paradise�

And don� t ask me where all of the pain goes,
Cause you make me feel that I don� t know myself,

You say that you want me forever and I�
I say love is no crime,
So tell me the names of the children we� ll have,
At the end of the line.

And don� t put your arms around me,
And don� t hold me tight,
Cause I could get used to the vision on paradise�

And don� t let me near the garden,
Or other delights,
Cause I could get used to the vision on paradise�paradise�paradiseeeee

And just you don� t hurt enough your head,
What I fell apart in my bed,
I find myself aching for you,
I feel myself breaking in two.

So don� t tell me when I should come home,
There might be a time you don� t want me alone.

So don� t build your wall around me,
And don� t hold me tight,
Cause I could get used to the vision on paradise...paradise�paradiseeeee