vision of paradise

The Rolling Stones

Don t tell me when
Something is beautiful
And don t tell me how to
Talk to my friends
Just tell me the names of
The stars in the sky
What s your favourite song
Tell me the names of the
Lovers you had
Before I came along

Don t put your arms around me
And don t hold me tight
Cause I could get used to
Your vision of paradise

And don t ask me where
All of the pain goes
Cause you make me feel
That I don t know myself
You say that you want me forever
And I say that love is no crime
So tell me the names of the children
We ll have at the end of the line

So don t put your arms around me
And don t hold me tight
Cause I could get used to
Your vision of paradise
And don t let me near the garden
Of earthly delights
Cause I could get used to
Your vision of paradise
Of paradise
Of paradise

Just use your heart not your head
While I fall apart in my bed
I find myself aching for you
I feel myself breaking in two

So don t tell me when I should
Come on home
There might be a time you don t
Want me around
Don t build your world around me
And don t hold me tight
Cause I could get used to
Your vision of paradise