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Paper Plane (Letra)

Sean Lennon

Sean Lennon

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

My head is aching
‘cause i’ve been faking
The whole day through
And it isn’t easy to do

Sometimes i feel like a paper plane
Caught out in the rain

As electricity lights up the city
Isn’t it pretty?

Too late
Too late now
All i can do is to regret it

Too late
Too late now
All that i want to do is to forget it

I’ve said so many things
That i’ve never meant to say
And so many different ways
My eyelids shut ike red curtains
When i’m uncertain

As electricity lights up the city
Isn’t it pretty?

Too late
Too late now
All i can do is to regret it

Too late
Too late now
All that i want is to do is to forget it

Too late
Too late now
All i can do is to regret it

Too late
Too late now
All that i want is to forget it

It’s too bad
It’s too bad now
How could you think you could go through it?

Too bad
It’s too bad
How could you think you could get away?

Sometimes i feel like a paper plane
Caught out in the rain

As electricity lights up the city
Isn’t it pretty?

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Paper Plane (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

( rossi / young )

Riding on a big white butterfly
I turned my back away towards the sky
I closed my eyes to look for something
Saw myself as really nothing
Then i realised my butterfly
Wasn’t really up there with me
We all make mistakes, forgive me
Would you like to ride my butterfly

Riding on a long blue paperplane
Getting seasick, sorry once again
Landing strip is getting nearer
Hope the foglifts, make it clearer
Then i realised my paperplane
Wasn’t really up there with me
We all make mistakes, forgive me
Would you like to ride my paperplane

Riding in a three grand deutche car
A to b is often very far
Home is near, but such a long way
Legs and heads all feel the wrong way
Then i realised my deutche car
Is only there to get me somewhere
Even so i really do care
Would you like to ride my deutche car

Paper Plane (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

( rossi / young )

Riding on a big white butterfly
I turned my back away towards the sky
I closed my eyes to look for something
Saw myself as really nothing
Then i realised my butterfly
Wasn’t really up there with me
We all make mistakes, forgive me
Would you like to ride my butterfly

Riding on a long blue paperplane
Getting seasick, sorry once again
Landing strip is getting nearer
Hope the foglifts, make it clearer
Then i realised my paperplane
Wasn’t really up there with me
We all make mistakes, forgive me
Would you like to ride my paperplane

Riding in a three grand deutche car
A to b is often very far
Home is near, but such a long way
Legs and heads all feel the wrong way
Then i realised my deutche car
Is only there to get me somewhere
Even so i really do care
Would you like to ride my deutche car

Paper Plane (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

( rossi / young )

Riding on a big white butterfly
I turned my back away towards the sky
I closed my eyes to look for something
Saw myself as really nothing
Then i realised my butterfly
Wasn’t really up there with me
We all make mistakes, forgive me
Would you like to ride my butterfly

Riding on a long blue paperplane
Getting seasick, sorry once again
Landing strip is getting nearer
Hope the foglifts, make it clearer
Then i realised my paperplane
Wasn’t really up there with me
We all make mistakes, forgive me
Would you like to ride my paperplane

Riding in a three grand deutche car
A to b is often very far
Home is near, but such a long way
Legs and heads all feel the wrong way
Then i realised my deutche car
Is only there to get me somewhere
Even so i really do care
Would you like to ride my deutche car

Paper Plane (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

( rossi / young )

Riding on a big white butterfly
I turned my back away towards the sky
I closed my eyes to look for something
Saw myself as really nothing
Then i realised my butterfly
Wasn’t really up there with me
We all make mistakes, forgive me
Would you like to ride my butterfly

Riding on a long blue paperplane
Getting seasick, sorry once again
Landing strip is getting nearer
Hope the foglifts, make it clearer
Then i realised my paperplane
Wasn’t really up there with me
We all make mistakes, forgive me
Would you like to ride my paperplane

Riding in a three grand deutche car
A to b is often very far
Home is near, but such a long way
Legs and heads all feel the wrong way
Then i realised my deutche car
Is only there to get me somewhere
Even so i really do care
Would you like to ride my deutche car