05 - Paradise burned slow

We painted all the walls in gold, Swore the summer would never end. Your hand in mine, so sure, so bold, Two kids who thought they'd never bend. We danced barefoot on the kitchen floor, Candles stolen from a church. Back then we didn't ask for more, Didn't know what love was worth. But slowly the colors started to fade, Smoke in the curtains, ash in the air. We spoke in whispers, we spoke in shade, And pretended that nothing was there. I watched you stare at the flicker, the flame, Each of us waiting for the other to blame. And I should have held you, should have stayed, Before the last of the embers frayed. Oh, paradise burned slow, Not with a bang, not with a blow, Just a little less warmth every day Till there was nothing left to burn away. Oh, paradise burned slow, And I watched it, and I let it go. I walk through rooms where we used to be, Your name still echoes in the grain of the floor. I'd give the world, I'd give the sea, For one more night behind that door. Oh, paradise burned slow, Not with a bang, not with a blow, Just a little less warmth every day Till there was nothing left to burn away. Oh, paradise burned slow, And I watched it, and I let it go. (Oh... oh...) Maybe that's all that paradise is, A little borrowed light. Beautiful because it's never ours, And it never lasts the night. Oh, paradise burned slow, Not with a bang, not with a blow, Just a little less warmth every day Till there was nothing left to burn away. (Oh-oh-oh... oh-oh-oh...) Oh, paradise burned slow, But I'd walk through it all again.