| Song | Paradise Mountain |
| Artist | Jenn Grant |
| Album | Honeymoon Punch |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| CHORUS: Are you throwing your dreams away? | |
| Storm is coming get out of the way | |
| We’ll drink blovad in the kitchen by the fire | |
| Waiting on all our capped desires | |
| I would walk deep into the darkest woods | |
| You can find me I’m dreaming here | |
| And we would share | |
| The only water anywhere | |
| Its half for us and half for the deer | |
| My friend I’m running to you with no end | |
| As the bankers try to keep me up at night | |
| And oh how I miss the tremelo sound of your voice | |
| And the audience when they rejoice | |
| CHORUS | |
| Oh in my sleep I’m counting sheep | |
| I’m picturing us oh the mountain sky | |
| When we’re old | |
| I’ll know when we were young we told | |
| Maybe I love you, maybe next time | |
| When we’re old I’ll know when we were young we told | |
| Maybe I love you, maybe next time | |
| Maybe I love you, maybe next time. |
| CHORUS: Are you throwing your dreams away? | |
| Storm is coming get out of the way | |
| We' ll drink blovad in the kitchen by the fire | |
| Waiting on all our capped desires | |
| I would walk deep into the darkest woods | |
| You can find me I' m dreaming here | |
| And we would share | |
| The only water anywhere | |
| Its half for us and half for the deer | |
| My friend I' m running to you with no end | |
| As the bankers try to keep me up at night | |
| And oh how I miss the tremelo sound of your voice | |
| And the audience when they rejoice | |
| CHORUS | |
| Oh in my sleep I' m counting sheep | |
| I' m picturing us oh the mountain sky | |
| When we' re old | |
| I' ll know when we were young we told | |
| Maybe I love you, maybe next time | |
| When we' re old I' ll know when we were young we told | |
| Maybe I love you, maybe next time | |
| Maybe I love you, maybe next time. |
| CHORUS: Are you throwing your dreams away? | |
| Storm is coming get out of the way | |
| We' ll drink blovad in the kitchen by the fire | |
| Waiting on all our capped desires | |
| I would walk deep into the darkest woods | |
| You can find me I' m dreaming here | |
| And we would share | |
| The only water anywhere | |
| Its half for us and half for the deer | |
| My friend I' m running to you with no end | |
| As the bankers try to keep me up at night | |
| And oh how I miss the tremelo sound of your voice | |
| And the audience when they rejoice | |
| CHORUS | |
| Oh in my sleep I' m counting sheep | |
| I' m picturing us oh the mountain sky | |
| When we' re old | |
| I' ll know when we were young we told | |
| Maybe I love you, maybe next time | |
| When we' re old I' ll know when we were young we told | |
| Maybe I love you, maybe next time | |
| Maybe I love you, maybe next time. |