Paper Shoes - Incubus

I fly
I soar
This I
Adore

And then like a locomotive
The sound of your sorrow comes
Im tired of the way that it feels
I only apologized to you to make you feel better
But I think Ive outgrown that horsehair sweater

Id rather be alone
Youre about as reliable as paper shoes in bad weather
But pain will roll off like water on feather

Youd fly
Youd soar

But then like a locomotive
The sound of your sorrow comes
Im tired of the way that it feels
I only apologized to you to make you feel better
But I think Ive outgrown that horsehair sweater

Id rather be on my own
Youre about as reliable as paper shoes in bad weathers
But pain will roll off like water on feathers

Im tired of the way that it feels
I only apologized to you to make you feel better
But I think Ive outgrown that horsehair sweater

Id rather be on my own
Youre about as reliable as paper shoes in bad weathers
But pain will roll off like water on feathers