[Intro – soft piano taps, gentle hum] Mmm… Feels like a soft-blue morning in my chest… [Verse 1 – airy, sweet] Tippy-toe daylight sneaks under the door, Coffee steam dancing on my bedroom floor. Nothing too heavy, nothing too loud— Just a tiny peace drifting through the clouds. I fold my worries into paper planes, Let ’em fly out past the window panes. Today’s a story still halfway drawn— And I kinda like it calm. [Pre-Chorus – lifted, cozy] Ohh… let the day just bloom slow, No rush, nowhere to go. Heart lighter than a pastel joke— Laugh ‘til the echo glows. [Chorus – clean, bright cinematic bloom] Paper planets spinning in the air, Little laughs floating everywhere. Nothing perfect, but I don’t care— It feels good, it feels fair. Soft as sunlight resting on my sleeve, Warm as kindness you can’t see. If today wants to take it easy— Then easy’s what it’ll be. [Verse 2 – playfully gentle] Hum a silly tune while the kettle sighs, Clouds making shapes in the afternoon sky. I swear I saw one wink back once— Or maybe that’s just life being fun. Let the world spin how it wants tonight, I’ll follow only what feels right. If joy shows up in tiny things— I’ll let those tiny things sing. [Pre-Chorus – brighter shimmer] Ohh… breathe in the gold of now, Soft steps, simple somehow. Who knew the quiet could take a bow? Let’s clap anyway—wow. [Chorus – full, heart-warming] Paper planets spinning in the air, Little laughs floating everywhere. Nothing perfect, but I don’t care— I’m held, I’m aware. Soft as sunlight resting on my sleeve, Warm as kindness you can’t see. If today wants to take it easy— Then easy’s what it’ll be. [Bridge – dreamy cinematic swell] Maybe peace is just a gentle note, A whisper life left in my coat. Maybe joy is just a drifting boat— And I finally learned to float… [Final Chorus – soft bloom, cozy fade] Paper planets spinning in the air, Little laughs floating everywhere. Nothing perfect, but it feels rare— To breathe without a care. Warm as kindness you can’t see, Soft as someone holding me (in spirit, quietly). If today wants to take it easy— Easy’s what it’ll be. [Outro – piano hush + breathy hum] Mmm… Yeah… today feels good.

Paper Planets & Little Laughs