the sky is grey the sand is grey and the ocean is grey

and i feel right at home in this stunning monochrome alone in my way

i smoke and i drink and every time i blink i have a tiny dream

but as bad as i am i'm proud of the fact that i'm worse than i seem

what kind of paradise am i looking for? i've got everything i want and still i want more maybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the shore

you walk through my walls like a ghost on tv you penetrate me

and my little pink heart is on its little brown raft floating out to sea

and what can i say but i'm wired this way and you're wired to me

and what can i do but wallow in you unintentionally what kind of paradise am i looking for? i've got everything i want and still i want more maybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the shore

regretfully i guess i've only got three simple things to say: why me? why this now? why this way? with overtones ringing and undertows pulling away under a sky that is grey on sand that is grey by an ocean that's grey

what kind of paradise am i looking for? i've got everything i want and still i want more maybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the shore