| Bruce Springsteen - Paradise | |
| Where the river runs black | |
| I take the schoolbooks from your pack | |
| Plastics, wire and your kiss | |
| The breath of eternity on your lips | |
| In the crowded marketplace | |
| I drift from face to face | |
| I hold my breath and close my eyes | |
| I hold my breath and close my eyes | |
| And I wait for paradise | |
| And I wait for paradise | |
| The Virginia hills have gone to brown | |
| Another day another sun going down | |
| I visit you in another dream | |
| I visit you in another dream | |
| I reach and feel your hair | |
| Your small fingers in the air | |
| I brush your cheek with my fingertips | |
| I taste the void upon your lips | |
| And I wait for paradise | |
| And I wait for paradise | |
| I search for you on the other side | |
| Where the river runs clean and wide | |
| Up to my heart the waters rise | |
| Up to my heart the waters rise | |
| I sink `neath the water cool and clear | |
| Drifting down, I disappear | |
| I see you on the other side | |
| I search for the peace in your eyes | |
| But they're as empty as paradise | |
| They're as empty as paradise | |
| I break above the waves | |
| I feel the sun upon my face |