A friend and I were talking just the other day

About rising up in the sky and flying away

Going where the weather’s perfect, day in, day out

Where there’s no famine and there’s no drought

Where there’s no sweltering heat or shivering cold

And where every street there is paved with gold

We talked about the mansions, waiting for every single one

When our work here on Earth is over, when we’re all done

We talked about how the place called Paradise came about

Never did we utter a word of question, not the slightest doubt

Because we knew He had paid for it all with His sacrifice

That with His life, He paid for the place He called Paradise

He did it long ago on a cruel cross on a hill across the sea

He paid the precious price for Paradise…for you and me

Forever, for all of eternity, he’s already made the sacrifice

For us to live with Him in the place He called Paradise