That time of the day again
When i start melting into the past of you and me
Of the laughs we shared of fights we made
Just the crackle of your cool voice, warming my heart for days
The images are fresh as if yesterday
Alas, it’s the past and not today
The heart’s heavy, moments filled with sorrow
And I cling to those memories in my heart’s borough
Holding to them as the last straw, in my urge to stay senile
losing those would leave me clueless
For everything mine was filled with you
Now Today tomorrow don’t matter any more
Everything’s hazy like the dawn
For wherever I see, I search for thee
But of course it’s never gonna be
guess I’ve become those creatures of the night
taking succour into darkness, forgone from the light
to drink in sorrow to cling to the dreams
forgetting in its entirety reality’s realms
everyday I live that faint hope
of being together again
of laughing at jokes of walking hand in hand again
paper planes ,paper planes
if only, if only they could fly in the rain
and I keep sailing on a boat without a mast
no present no future to hold on
with just the quest for a past to own
and wait with a hope , faint although
of having a glimpse at that face again
when everything wrong would be perfect again
paper planes, paper planes
if only, if only they could fly in the rain
