Too old to move - too rich to ignore
Garden of Eden on the South Pacific shore
Sweet wonderland.
No horizon - no borderline
Too far away to know or define
Sweet wonderland.
Empty playground - drenched in sorrow
The forest weeps last harvest tomorrow
Sweet wonderland.
Made in Japan
The pleasure boats are leaving
But there's nowhere to go
Into time-on, only minutes left
Hear the whistle blow
Sweet wonderland.
Dream of the future - forget about the past
I'll sell you something - you think it's gonna last
Sweet wonderland
Give away your riches - give away your gold
Ghost nation's soul can never be sold.
Hunters And Collectors - Ghost Nation Lyrics
Hunters And Collectors - Ghost Nation Lyrics
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Too old to move - too rich to ignore
Garden of Eden on the South Pacific shore
Sweet wonderland.
No horizon - no borderline
Too far away to know or define
Sweet wonderland.
Empty playground - drenched in sorrow
The forest weeps last harvest tomorrow
Sweet wonderland.
Made in Japan
The pleasure boats are leaving
But there's nowhere to go
Into time-on, only minutes left
Hear the whistle blow
Sweet wonderland.
Dream of the future - forget about the past
I'll sell you something - you think it's gonna last
Sweet wonderland
Give away your riches - give away your gold
Ghost nation's soul can never be sold.
Garden of Eden on the South Pacific shore
Sweet wonderland.
No horizon - no borderline
Too far away to know or define
Sweet wonderland.
Empty playground - drenched in sorrow
The forest weeps last harvest tomorrow
Sweet wonderland.
Made in Japan
The pleasure boats are leaving
But there's nowhere to go
Into time-on, only minutes left
Hear the whistle blow
Sweet wonderland.
Dream of the future - forget about the past
I'll sell you something - you think it's gonna last
Sweet wonderland
Give away your riches - give away your gold
Ghost nation's soul can never be sold.
Writer: BARRY JOHN JOSEPH PALMER, DOUGLAS JAMES FALCONER, JEREMY STUART SMITH, JOHN ALBERT HOWARD, JOHN MELVILLE LEE ARCHER, MARK JEREMY SEYMOUR, MICHAEL BERNARD WATERS, ROBERT DAVID MILES
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Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC