Paradise

Lord there’s a mountain over me
So high sometimes I just can’t see
Feet don’t fail me now
Just one more step, just one more mile

..and I’ll….
Be slippin’, slippin’ into
My own, my own paradise
…Oh I’ll….
Be slippin’, slippin’ into
My own, my own..

Fall leaves, they fall in the Midwest
Signaling a time of rest
But me today, I feel like the Spring, the Spring, the Spring
I’ll start all over again

Chorus (repeat)