Paper Crane

Are you dreaming of a shape?

Some beautiful form to take?

Just hold it in your head

I’m gonna count to ten

Unclench your hand and then

We’ll pedal down the road

On a double-seated bike

The front for me, the back for you

I’m all that you can see

You can never ever know

Where you're going till you get there

Just pedal, just pedal down the road

Up a hill toward a light

We duck and dodge the falling night

To the hotel at the top

Oh, the bags under your eyes

Just check them with the bellman

Because we're late, we're late

For a very important date

Fold you into forms

You’re my paper crane

Cut, crease, crinkle your arms into wings

And your fingers are feathers

Just be what i need