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Text: Richard Ashcroft. Human Conditions. Paradise.

You're just like I was
So full of love, so full of love
Feel you're taking me back
To all those feelings of yesterday
Dark and dusty tracks
How long can I stay here?
How long can I pray here?

You know we meet in another space
You turn around and I see your face
Oh what a fruit, what a tree you shall be
You'll be fed by the mountains, fed by the streams

(Set a sail)
Set a sail for paradise
(We'll leave in the morning)
(Set a sail)
Set a sail to paradise
(We'll leave in the morning)

I know when I'm losing control
I play I am the cosmos
And let the feelings roll
How long can I stay here?
How long can I pray here?

You know we meet in another place
You turn around and I see your face
Oh and what a fruit, what a tree you shall be
You'll be fed by the mountains, the crystal streams

Then we go for a walk
We hold hands and start to talk
Oh what a fruit, what a tree this love will be
You'll be fed by the mountains, fed by me

Set a sail for paradise
Leave in the morning
Set a sail for paradise
Leave in the morning
Set a sail for paradise
Leave in the morning
We can leave in the morning
Leave in the morning
(Set a sail)
Leave in the morning
Leave in the morning
(Set a sail)