John Waite - Welcome To Paradise

Sour milk in the saucer
And the cat won't come home
And sometimes New York City
Feels like burnin' Rome
I'm lost and I'm crazy
Too much time on my own
I'd give anything to find a heart
That can't be sold
Welcome to paradise
Here is my brave new world
And in my paradise
I'm waiting for a certain girl
Dead flowers in the darkness
Red rose wrapped in lace Ice-cold vodka tears
Stainin' my face
My heart's growin' colder
And the things I have seen
Won't someone come and get me
Wake me from this dream
Welcome to paradise
Here is my brave new world
And in my paradise
I'm waiting for a special girl
Here in my paradise
I'm waitin' for something new
And here in my brave new world
I'm waitin' for something new