since we talk to each other.
What is happening to us?
I thought we were okay.
I thought we were still friends.
If I did anything, I'm sorry.
If I did hurt you, I'm sorry.
So I send you a paper plane
to help me send the message
'I love you. We'll always be friends. So forgive me if I did wrong.'
Wind help me to fly this paper plane.
Blow it to that particular person.
Blow it...Blow it...Blow it...
So I send you a paper plane,
a paper plane.
Paper plane.
0935/16-02-2009
Thinking to ask my sister to turn this into a song.
She plays guitar.
She plays guitar.
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