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