I can fly, she said Then I saw her dead In her arms there were many paper thoughts about her I can fly, she said Then I saw her dead In her arms there were many paper thoughts about her And If she only understands That the wings could have the ones Who've touched the ground I can fly, she said Then I saw her dead In her arms there were many paper thoughts about her And If she only understands That the wings could have the ones Who've touched the ground