I was paper, Bright and new, crisp and fresh, then came you. Darkened lines, and pencil marks, i was paper, bright and new, crisp and fresh, then came you. harsh blown winds, and wet cold rain. I was paper, bright and new, crisp and fresh, then came you. Tight clean crease, and careful hands. I was paper , bright and new crisp and fresh then came you, final fold, Origami. I was paper then I flew.