Beneath the clouds, across the seasons in the wild, lived a lonely girl, with a torn paper bird. She was breathing in the frozen wind, singing in the haze and waiting for a fortune teller and missing her father... Standing by a river, was a weeping willow, there lived an old man, blind and alone... He was breathing in the frozen wind, folding flying paper doves, dreaming... that one day his Izzy would bring a dove back home. Izzy, look around, there's a flying swirling bird. He's hanging overhead and waiting for your hand. But Izzy only saw a flying paper crow, She ran to the sun and screamed into the wind. She was crying so deeply, dreaming of a father bird, breathing so slowly, freezing near a weeping willow...alone
[00:34.63]Beneath the clouds, [00:43.19]across the seasons in the wild, [00:53.87]lived a lonely girl, with a torn paper bird. [01:11.31]She was breathing in the frozen wind, [01:21.23]singing in the haze and waiting for a fortune teller and missing her father... [01:48.46]Standing by a river, was a weeping willow, [02:02.93]there lived an old man, blind and alone... [02:17.96]He was breathing in the frozen wind, [02:26.56]folding flying paper doves, dreaming... [02:38.69]that one day his Izzy would bring a dove back home. [04:22.86]Izzy, look around, there's a flying swirling bird. [04:38.27]He's hanging overhead and waiting for your hand. [04:54.21]But Izzy only saw a flying paper crow, [05:10.63]She ran to the sun and screamed into the wind. [05:26.17]She was crying so deeply, [05:34.64]dreaming of a father bird, [05:42.66]breathing so slowly, [05:50.45]freezing near a weeping willow...alone
