Stairway to Paradise - Mike Viola

Do you think of me fighting you?

Your enemies are overwhelming

I live in sufferance way down here

One enemy at a time, is that all there is?

There’s no stairway to paradise

But I’m still gonna walk you home tonight

I’m still gonna walk you home tonight

Keeping the sidewalk warm

I believe what I see

If my own two eyes' my enemy

Sending wisdom and sympathy

A chance to draw the blood that we both need

There’s no stairway to paradise

But I’m still gonna walk you home tonight

I’m still gonna walk you home tonight

We haunt the halls

Is there a blouse pulls off

We burn the books

We burn them all

Fortune passes us everywhere

Consult my quarter master, tell him

I will join you myself one day

Upset a rare opportunity for love

No ceiling in the assembly hall

All the lockers that line the walls

The coffins pull all my enemy’s memories whatever

Whatever

There’s no stairway to paradise

But I’m still gonna walk you home tonight

I’m still gonna walk you home tonight

Keeping the sidewalks warm

Keeping the sidewalks warm