Email: Just started listening to the paper kites the other day and love em! I couldn’t find the lyrics or chords to this song anywhere or even the song itself! So for those of you who have the EP or w/e here we are! :) I wrote down the lyrics and chords for it! So do enjoy! :D Chords Used 7    7    9 7    9    11 8    9    11 9    9    11 9    7    9   7    x    x Chords sound best playing upstroke with a partial palm mute! Other than that listen to the song for the chord rhythm! Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum bum ba da da da da dum Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum bum ba da da da da dum Love is is a train that’s calling me home to you And my heart is but a thread that’s keeping me sewn to you to you You oo hoohoohoohoo hoo hoo hoo So tie this happy heart down to the sleeve Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum And watch as shifting tides steal you from me Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum And if my hands are cold it doesn’t mean im growing old Cause these hands are molds and they need your love to hold And if my hands are cold it doesn’t mean im growing Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum bum ba da da da da dum Love is is a flame that’s drawing me close to you      But my heart isn’t working like it’s supposed to do to do. You oo hoohoohoohoo hoo hoo hoo So tie this happy heart down to the sleeve Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum And watch as shifting tides steal you from me Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum And if my hands are cold it doesn’t mean im growing old Cause these hands are molds and they need your love to hold And if my hands are cold it doesn’t mean im growing Old woowoowooo Old woowoowooo Woowoowooo        Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum bum ba da da da da dum Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum bum ba da da da da dum Bum ba da da da da dum dum dum badum bum badum bum ba da da da da dum And if my hands are cold it doesn’t mean im growing old Cause these hands are molds and they need your love to hold And if my hands are cold it doesn’t mean im growing Old woowoowooo Old woowoowooo Old woowoowooo woowoowooo (End)                                 Enjoy!

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À propos de la chanson

Cette chanson évoque des thèmes puissants liés à l'amour et à la vulnérabilité. Elle parle d'un cœur lourd, lié par un fil fragile à une personne aimée, soulignant à quel point cet attachement peut être à la fois beau et douloureux. Les paroles reflètent une quête désespérée de connexion, tout en exprimant l’idée que même dans les moments de froid émotionnel, l'amour est ce qui permet de surmonter la distance et l’isolement. Le contexte de cette œuvre pourrait tourner autour des relations amoureuses complexes, où l’on ressent à la fois une intensité de sentiments et une peur de la perte. Les images de cœurs liés et de mains froides évoquent des luttes internes, mais aussi une profonde aspiration à l’intimité. C’est un rappel que l’amour, même lorsqu’il semble fragile, est une force essentielle dans notre vie.