PARADISEBruce SpringsteenAm///G///Am///Where the river runs to [G]blackI take the schoolbooks from your [Am]packPlastics, wire and your [F]kissThe breath of eternity on your [Am]lipsIn the crowded market[G]placeI drift from face to [Am]faceI hold my breath and close my [F]eyesI hold my breath and close my [Am]eyesAnd I wait for para[G]diseAnd I wait for para[Am]dise////G///AmThe Virginia hills have gone to [G]brownAnother day another sun going [Am]downI visit you in another [F]dreamI visit you in another [Am]dreamI reach and feel your [G]hair Your smell lingers in the [Am]air I brush your cheek with my finger[F]tips I taste the void upon your [Am]lips And I wait for para[G]dise And I wait for para[Am]dise [F]///[Am]///[G]///[Am]I search for you on the other [G]side Where the river runs clean and [Am]wide Up to my heart the waters [F]rise Up to my heart the waters [Am]rise I sink `neath the water cool and [G]clear Drifting down, I disap[Am]pear I see you on the other [F]side I search for the peace in your [Am]eyes But they're as empty as para[G]dise They're as empty as para[Am]dise///[F]///[Am]///[G]///[Am]///I break above the [G]waves I feel the sun upon my [Am]face [Fade out]