Текст песни Paper Thin - Clare Maguire

I think of you like winter
Gold and silver mirrors
Who are you
And all the anger
Trembling
Hard to handle
Paper thin

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Was there color in the clouds
Raining over
The silent sound
Was it good to smile
Was it real
Was it real
Was it real
Was it real
Was it real enough to hide

Looking at you knowing you were long gone
But I couldn't get through
Couldn't get through to ya, ahh... Paper thin...