fold yourself against    me like a paper bird    tonight we’ll fly awhile    just give me the word    and hold onto me    like I hold onto you    a steeple holds a bell    the night sky holds the moon    melting flakes of snow    will catch you when you fall    Baby that’s not all    then like falling stars    back down to sleep will go    into our waiting arms    in orbits round the glow    cover lets and down    will catch you when you fall    Baby that’s not all