It's funny how we all live within arms reach

And those old shoes still don't feel good on new feet

Alone together on an island of a thousand dreams

We used to say we'd fly this plane across the sky

'Til one day there were no more tears to cry

Along the river I bid you my last goodbye

(I hate the world...)

I can see your house from here

Lights are on the coast is clear

Folding up this piece of paper

Into a paper plane

I can see your house from here

Lights are on thе coast is clear

Folding up this piece of papеr

Into a paper plane

I'm turning away

Into something

That is bigger than anything you'd say

In a paper plane

In a paper plane

In a paper plane

(Folding up...)