We're gonna soar on some paper airplanes,
Draw some ***** pictures on the wings,
Crawl into the fold and kiss each other goodnight.

The wind from the cliff will push us off,
Onward, my lovely angel, where will we go?
Your wings have been clipped,
I want to let them grow,
So you don't have to depend on this paper airplane,
For too much long, cause I just wanna see you alive.