Stokeswood - Paperweight lyrics

A paperweight to a giant Is not the mountain that is to me Gravity’s coming short again He’s my best friend And I’m becoming more self-reliant But like the paper I just weighted lay For you to mend my wicked ways This is the part of the letter This is the sad good-bye In the timing of our lives In the timing of our lives This is the part of the letter This is the sad good-bye In the timing of our lives In the timing of our lives