Avantasia, Ronnie Atkins - Paper Plane

I glide over skies above the clouds and the rain On memories that can't be detached from the comfort I fail to regain The euphony breathes a wistful return of the time God, am I crazy or you or the whole world today? I believe where reason doesn't speak to me, yes I believe in anywhere the wind blows Flying away like a paper nothing As I twist and turn, I'm light like a paper plane Carried away like a trace of nothing May the wind blow me its way like a paper plane You feel like you lose, mother tongue as you wait for the world To deign you a glimpse of connection to what it used to be Can't tell no misapprehension from wishful thinking As you can't bring a thing into line with what you're to see All alone This place is dark and far from home On your own, you're off to wherever you'll be drifting Flying away like a paper nothing As I twist and turn, I'm light like a paper plane Flying away like a paper nothing As I twist and turn, I'm light like a paper plane Carried away like a trace of nothing May the wind blow me its way like a paper plane Flying away like a paper nothing As I twist and turn, I'm light like a paper plane Carried away like a trace of nothing