Wide-eyed, maybe that's true
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But most of the time I can see through you
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You say I'm too sweet for my own good
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But when your anger lets you down, understood
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You're burnin' up from inside out
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While you're riding you're knocked down
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There are things that you can't see
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And one of them is me
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You've been walking in a paper rain
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There is a storm inside your head
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On this perfect day
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Come down from your cloud and walk my way
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And let the paper rain
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Just blow away
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Tell me what I should do
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When you want to paint a day every shade of blue
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Is it too late for us to shine
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Can you crawl into the light and just be mine
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Your world of words is so unreal
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Sometimes I wonder if you feel
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The same emotions that I do
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When I'm close to you
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You've been walking in a paper rain
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There is a storm inside your head
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On this perfect day
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Come down from your cloud and walk my way
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And let the paper rain
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Just blow away
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Do you wonder what would happen if you let me in?
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Are you afraid to give yourself away?
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Will the fervor disappear and then I come crashing in
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Crashing in to the light of day
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You've been walking in a paper rain
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There is a storm inside your head
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On this perfect day
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Come down from your cloud and walk my way
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And let the paper rain
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You've been walking in a paper rain
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There is a storm inside your head
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On this perfect day
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Come down from your cloud and walk my way
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And let the paper rain, hey
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You've been walking in a paper rain
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Storm inside your head
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On this perfect day
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Come down from your cloud and walk my way
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And let the paper rain
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Just blow away
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Paper Rain
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Amanda Stott |