

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro — soft waves, distant humming] Mmm… Paradise has a price, doesn’t it? [Verse 1 — gentle, beautiful, bittersweet] The sky is always golden here, the water never fades, The nights are filled with heaven and the dawn is made of jade. She sings my name so softly, like she’s stitching up my scars— But healing isn’t freedom When the world beyond still calls. [Pre-Chorus — longing rising] I feel the sunlight on my skin, But shadows fill my chest… Beauty can be gentle, But even gentle things can trap you When you rest. [Chorus — dreamy, heartbreaking] Hold me, paradise, but don’t ask me to stay… I’m trying to remember who I was before the waves. Seven years of sweetness, seven years of chains— Love can be a refuge, But love can be a cage. I swear I feel the ocean pull my soul below… But islands don’t let go. [Verse 2 — enchanted but suffocating] Her laughter tastes like honey, her touch is warmth and wine, She paints the world in colors that I never thought were mine. But even in her kindness, there’s a sadness in my bones— A map etched in my heartbeat Leading back to distant homes. [Pre-Chorus — heavier emotion] She offers me forever, A crown woven from the sand… But how do I stay loyal To a place I never planned? [Chorus — stronger, aching] Hold me, paradise, but don’t ask me to stay… I’m trying to remember who I was before the waves. Seven years of sweetness, seven years of chains— Love can be a refuge, But love can be a cage. I swear I feel the ocean pull my soul below… But islands don’t let go. [Bridge — soft, fragile, emotional] I want to love this safety, I want to breathe without the ache… But every quiet moment Makes my tired heart awake. If destiny is calling, Then I must learn to listen— No paradise is worth A life gone missing. [Final Chorus — big, cinematic, tragic-beautiful] Hold me, paradise, but don’t ask me to stay… I’m finally remembering who I was before the waves. Seven years of dreaming, seven years enclosed— Even perfect worlds can hollow Every hope you hold. I feel the ocean whisper, “It’s time for you to go…” But islands… Islands don’t let go.
Tags
Dreamy Electro-Orchestral Pop / Enchanted Ballad, 74 BPM, airy synths, sparkly bells, warm pads, soft male harmonies.
4:27
No
11/23/2025