I don't even care if we are ever found Can't you feel my love, love, do you like the sound? We are made of dreams, Heaven knows we are Angels sang a song where we killed the superstar People talk, just let 'em talk, we're better than that Would you meet me in a high of Saturday night? People hate, just let 'em hate, we're better than that You can find me in the crowd on Saturday night When we're bringing back paradise, yeah When we're bringing back paradise, yeah 'Cause whatever may come, I'll be by your side And if it all falls down, we'll be way up high When we're bringing back paradise, yeah ♪ I don't even care, I think I'm going numb Sick of all this running, sick of being down They got so much to say, got so much to bring But when I see their lips moving I don't hear a thing People talk, just let 'em talk, I'm better than that We'll be million miles away on Saturday night People hate, just let 'em hate, we're better than that You can find me in the crowd on Saturday night When we're bringing back paradise, yeah When we're bringing back paradise, yeah 'Cause whatever may come, I'll be by your side And if it all falls down, we'll be way up high When we're bringing back paradise, yeah