Paper Plane

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