daryl hall & john oates
running from paradise
I caught you staring at the ceiling Captured by the mirror up there OK OK I see the separation Making love down here While you're watching in the air  If you're looking for love And you don't find it in my eyes Then you're Running from Paradise. Look before you leap, darling Don't you know that you're  Running from Paradise  I gave you every pose you asked for Played every game you fantasize I called your bluff, we're running out of breath You're hooked on looking, not on what you find Paradise