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
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