Lonely Paradise

When I'm with you
It feels like such
A lonely paradise
So pardon me, sir
A room with a view
Surrounded by golden light
A servant that's slightly drunk
The wide open sky
The world was so warm
And our hope was so infinite
Now we're just slightly drunk
And as you go on your way
I just don't know what to say
This room with no view
No sounds from the road
We travelled on and travelled fast
When everyone else had left
No scratches or wounds
No letters or photos
Echoes of a lonely life
Resting upon your shelf
And as you go on your way
I just don't know what to say
'cause when I'm with you
It feels like such a lonеly paradise