I can fly, she said
Then I saw her dead
In her arms there were many paper thoughts about her
I can fly, she said
Then I saw her dead
In her arms there were many paper thoughts about her
And If she only understands
That the wings could have the ones
Who've touched the ground
I can fly, she said
Then I saw her dead
In her arms there were many paper thoughts about her
And If she only understands
That the wings could have the ones
Who've touched the ground