Birds Of Paradise - Chromatics

Baby, when I first saw you

I knew you held the keys to my heart

And in the setting sun we flew away

To a broken kind of paradise

Where time would stand still

You are the black sky

Always running from the sun

Paralyzed, I dug a well deep inside

I kissed the tide

You held the moon

And carried the stars

Like life was a memory

And death just a possibility

You are the black sky

Always running from the sun

You’re always running from the sun