Louis Eliot & The Embers - Paper Plane | Текст песни

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You’re going to wake up early one of these days
And wonder what you’re still doing there.
You’re going to grab some things, pack your case
Get your coat and head for the stairs

Feel the warmth of the sun beating on your back
See the glistening rain on the black tarmac
Drift along on the wind like a paper plane
You don’t need to explain

When you see those people that you thought you knew
You can listen to what they’ve got to say.
I’d choose the sound of gravel underneath my shoes
Slipping down a back alleyway

Feel the warmth of the sun beating on your back
See the glistening rain on the black tarmac
Drift along on the wind like a paper plane
You don’t need to explain

Oh, oh, over and over again
Watching the past through the broken window pane

Feel the warmth of the sun beating on your back
See the glistening rain on the black tarmac
Drift along on the wind like a paper plane
You don’t need to explain