Mutya Buena

Paperbag

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I'm sitting here with a piece of paper
Said: 'Here's my number, won't you call me later?'
I called you the next day
And that's how we got started

I'm sitting here thinking what we've been through
In front a pile of things reminding me of you
It's waited so much time
Hardly takes up any space at all

Things I saved for us to look at
Now our future's lost in the past
Gotta put it away
Put it away

I don't know how it can't fit
'Cause it's all we were
It's all we ever had
Memories, sitting all alone in a paperbag

Maybe I should get rid of this
But it's all the love
It's all the dreams we had
You and me, sitting on a shelf in a paperbag (sitting)

The note you wrote me when we had our first ride
The card you bought me after sharing our first night
I know we had some bad
But we've had lots of good times too

Some tickets to a concert and a menu
Some pictures from the night when I lost my shoe
It's funny how these things
Tell the story of our love affair

Can't hold on to us no longer
If I do I'm going under
Gotta pack it away
Pack it away

I don't know how it can't fit
'Cause it's all we were
It's all we ever had
Memories, sitting all alone in a paperbag

Maybe I should get rid of this
But it's all the love
It's all the dreams we had
You and me, sitting on a shelf in a paperbag (sitting)

Oooh, ooooh...

I don't know how
Ooh yay-yeah
Memories, alone in a paperbag
Oh my God, help me
But it's all the love, it's all the dreams we had
You and me, you and me, sitting on a shelf, sitting on a shelf

I don't know how, hey-yey, yeah
Memories, hey, maybe I should get, oh get rid of this
But it's all the love, you and me
Sitting on a shelf in a paperbag (sitting)


Writer/s: Mutya Buena / Nina Woodford