Visions Of Paradise
Justin Hayward, Raymond Thomas
The sounds in my mind just come to me
Come see, come see
And the call of her eyes makes waterfalls
Of me, of me
In the garden of her love I'll stay awhile
To be, to be
What the seeds of her thoughts once mean to me
Come see, come see
Visions of paradise, cloudless skies I see
Rainbows on the hill, blue onyx on the sea
Come see, ah, ah, ah
And the sounds in my mind just come to me
Come see, come see
And the call of her eyes, makes waterfalls
Of me, of me