If paradise is half as nice as heaven that you take me to. Who needs paradise, I'd rather have you. They say, paradise is up in the stars, but I needn't sigh because it's so far, 'Cos I know it's worth a heaven on earth To me, where you are. A look from your eyes, a touch of your hand, And I seem to fly to some other land. Whe nyou are around, my heart always pounds Just like a brass band. If paradise is half as nice as heaven ... A look from your eyes ...