You're a paper boat on the frozen river
You will dwell in snow waiting for the spring
You will hold your nose up though freezing
And you know the water
Will melt and you'll float
In a softest breeze, yeah...
You're a paper boat
On a frozen river
You will wait for snow
To melt in spring, you
Would hold your nose up
Through all cold winds, cause
You can feel soft breeze
Of August here in you dreams...
And the spring will come...
A paper boat
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