Leave things behind tonight
Tonight Paradise Underground
Everybody's looking for that someone
in the heart of my utopia,
Everybody's looking for that someone
in the heart of my utopia, utopia.
Concrete and glass, firm cocktail glass
My feet on the ground, tonight
Maybe we'll meet, tonight
Plastic hearts, styrofoam,
Everybody's looking for that someone
in the heart of this utopia, utopia
Everybody's looking for that someone
in the heart of this utopia,
Everybody's looking for that someone
in the heart of this utopia
Everybody's looking for that someone
in the heart of this utopia
Everybody's looking for that someone
Everybody's looking for that someone
in the heart of this utopia
Everybody's looking for that someone
in the heart of this utopia
I have to chase you, chase you