Robert Plant. Walking Towards Paradise. Zeneszám

Hearts on fire, burning fast
Love, desire, oh, make sweet love last
This one we'll sing now
Soon you'll finally see all this mystery
Oh, wouldn't it be nice, wouldn't it be nice

Walking towards paradise
Walking towards paradise

On days like this nights confirm
You know so much, so much to learn
Soon you'll finally see all this mystery
Now wouldn't it, wouldn't it, wouldn't it be nice?
Wouldn't it be nice?

Let's go

Walking towards paradise
Walking towards paradise

Walking towards paradise
When I'm six, six, six, six, sixteen
Walking towards paradise
Now come on, come on, come on

Yeah, walking towards paradise
Come with me now, come with me
Come with me now, come with me
Walking towards paradise

We've started

Walking towards paradise
Walking towards paradise, oh yeah
Walking towards paradise
Walking towards paradise