Paper Bird
writer: Marc J. Kuchner

Since you went away I've been feeling low
I wandered down through the playground while the school was closed
A hundred cranes the children folded hung from all the trees
I thought about the way I feel when you're not with me

Like a paper bird that can't really fly
Just open up my wings and hope the wind comes by
When you're in my arms, you make me feel so high
But when you're gone I'm trapped down on the Earth
Like a paper bird

Well, you folded me in your warm embrace
You lifted me up with your steady faith
Suddenly I was soaring, nothing under my shoes
Now I just sit here silently with my memories of you

Like a paper bird that can't really fly
Just open up my wings and hope the wind comes by
When you're in my arms, you make me feel so high
But when you're gone I'm trapped down on the Earth
Like a paper bird

Without you here, I can't even sing
I'm just a shroud, I'm no more than a plaything

Like a paper bird that can't really fly
I sit here all alone and watch the world go by
When you're in my arms, you make me feel so high
But when you're gone I'm trapped down on the Earth
Like a paper bird
Like a paper bird

Copyright 2007 Marc Jason Kuchner