Paper Songtext
von Abigail Lapell

Saw it in the paper four days later, heard it on the radio
Running on a deadline, ripped from the headlines
What a pretty lady, oh

Tear it from the paper, read it to me later
Tell it to the TV, say "hello operator"
Hello, hello


I wanna be your island breeze
Ashes, ashes, to the seas
Pretty as a postcard, lights from the Coastguard, shining like Ontario
Lonely as an island, watch from the shoreline
Listen to the stereo, oh
I wanna be your island breeze
I wanna shake the ancient trees
Ashes, ashes, where I please
Ashes, ashes, out to the seas
Put it in a letter, you′ll feel better
Watch another video
Oh, wasn't she a vision, a sweet apparition
Was she ever pretty, oh

Tear it from the paper
Read it to me later