Ribbons - Paper Aeroplanes

When I look at you I see ribbons of blue

And hold you up, just enough, an elegant twist

Round your delicate wrist, are you old enough

To feel lost?

Noah paints a picture with your blues x2

When we were three, we were wild and free

We were rogue and free in love

Now we are more, we are filled with our flaws

We’re not bold enough to open up

Through our veins is a picture with your blues x2

Give every clue, ribbons inside of you x2

You fell through the sky like the softest of size

And then you land lost and found

And now will be knows before bad seeds are sown

What you are, my love, good enough

Noah paints a picture with your blues x2

Give every clue, ribbons inside of you x2