I'm on my own again Though the sun still shines With no point, no language, no friends There's just the passing of time My plans are far too big The city way too small No one here I know by name That would come should I call
A paper prince in a play-doh tower On the outskirts of town Everybody is looking up But I have to look down Old men in old cafés By the water's edge Playing chess almost every day Winning bets that were pledged
A paper prince in a play-doh tower On the outskirts of town Everybody is looking up But I have to look down A paper princess in a far off land Turning love into gold By the sink now, she washes her hands Of the dreams that she sold
