The last thing she ever said to me was, "How do you keep a fool in suspense?"
I've been waiting for her phone call ever since
And when early morning suppertime is the only one you'll know, you pick some dreams that make you let the others go

And I guess if this is paradise, I've no room to complain
All that I could ever want so happily beneath me
So forgive this empty feeling, though a tattered hope remains

If I could just communicate, I'd leave my furies to their fate
So I ride out to meet my destiny to make good on my mistake
Destruction or redemption in my wake

Could it be the only thing I need is simply just to see?
The outcome is the (*##$ about being free
And I guess if this is paradise, I've no room to complain

All that I could ever want, so happily beneath me
So forgive this empty feeling, though a tattered hope remains
If I could just communicate, I'd leave my furies to their fate

Leave it up to fate
Leave it up to fate


Restless I am chaffing the restraints that make me wait
By sundown I should break free and escape
So remember me, try to believe that in some way I still care

I like to think I do but from out there
And I guess if this is paradise, I've no room to complain
All that I could ever want so happily beneath me

So forgive this empty feeling, though a tattered hope remains
If I could just communicate, I'd leave my furies to their fate
And I guess if this is paradise, I've no room to complain

All that I could ever want so happily beneath me
So forgive this empty feeling, though a tattered hope remains
If I could just communicate, I'd leave my furies to their fate


That'll do
We're sorry?