Most any place can seem to be a paradiseWhile you embrace just the one that you adoreThere
need n't be an apple tree with magic powersYou need no garden filled with flowers don't need to be full of flowers To taste the thrill of sweet, greed hoursGentle perfume and cushions that are silk and softTwo in the gloom, that is silent but for That's paradise, while arms entwine and lips are kissing But if there 's something missing, that signifies Trouble in paradise
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