My time has stopped, waiting for you
My life is lost, searching for you
My rhyme is broken, like our hearts
My strife is ending, waiting for a fresh start
My love is a paper plane
Riding a breeze of happiness that's you
Torn and crumpled the plane maybe
The heart still flies, for the love that's you
Flying high through the skies
My sight is dark, with a silver line
The wind stands still, and time goes by
Wrecked are the wings, on hope it glides
My love is a paper plane
Riding a breeze of happiness that's you
Torn and crumpled the plane maybe
The heart still flies, for the love that's you
As age goes by, wrinkles my plane
An ordained hope, surfaces your sight
A place to land, to be at ease
A fitting end, to a wishful ride
My love is a paper plane
Rode a breeze of happiness that's you
Torn and crumpled the plane was yes
The heart still flew, for the love that's you
