Diminuto

Give me your hand if I’m hitting a wall
Quick, take me up to your paper boat
Take me to a high place, I want to see
How the problems drift away
How we make our sorrows small

Give me your hand if you lose me again
Quick, take me up to your upside-down world
Take me to a high place, I want to know
That everything is so relative
Tiny here with you

Looks like it’s gonna rain
Or I drank too much yesterday
I think I’m starting to understand
That this is just a temporary hangover
That nothing will go wrong

Give me your hand if I’m hitting a wall
Quick, take me up to your paper boat
Take me to a high place, I want to know
That everything is so relative, tiny here with you

Watching you at sunset
I travel far from my being
I feel stronger when I return
That time is just a present to offer

Between winning and losing, falling and growing, giving up and conquering
Between winning and losing, falling and growing, giving up and conquering
Between winning and losing, falling and growing, giving up and conquering
Between winning and losing, falling and growing, giving up and conquering
That everything is so relative, tiny here with you