paper crane

are you dreaming of a shape?, some beautiful form to take?, just hold it in your head, i'm gonna count to ten, unclench your hand and then, we'll pedal down the road, on a double-seated bike, the front for me, the back for you, i'm all that you can see, you can never ever know, where you're going till you get there, just pedal, just pedal down the road, up a hill toward a light, we duck and dodge the falling night, to the hotel at the top, oh, the bags under your eyes, just check them with the bellman, because we're late, we're late, for a very important date, fold you into forms, you're my paper crane, cut, crease, crinkle your arms into wings, and your fingers are feathers, just be what i need