You said the sky was paper
And we could draw our way out
So we painted constellations
That didn't really exist
Every line a little crooked
But we swore we wouldn't miss
You folded all the sunsets
Into shapes I couldn't keep
And I held them like forever
Even knowing they were weak
Paper sky promises
Floating in our hands
We were building something fragile
That we didn't understand
Paper sky promises
Tearing in the wind
Still we tried to hold them
Like they'd never bend
Maybe we knew all along
It was never meant to last
But there's something in pretending
That makes moments feel so vast
Paper sky promises
Falling piece by piece
Still I keep the colors
Even when they leave
Paper sky promises
Soft against the blue
Even if they vanish
They were real with you
You said the sky was paper
I think I still believe