riding on a big white butterfly i turn my back away towards the sky close my eyes to look for something saw myself as really nothing then i realized my butterfly wasn t really up there with me we all make mistakes forgive me would you like to ride my butterfly riding on a long blue paper plane getting seasick sorry once again landing street is getting nearer hope the fog lifts make it clearer then i realize my paper plane wasn t really up ther with me we all make mistakes forgive me would you like to ride my paper plane yeah riding in a three grand dalmer car a to b is often very far always near but such a long way legs and heads all feel the wrong way then i realize my dalmer car is only there to get me somewhere even so i really do care would you like to ride my dalmer car would you like to ride my paper plane would you like to ride my paper plane would you like to ride my paper plane would you like to ride my paper plane 