Paper Boats

We were kids with a map that we drew on our hands Building little kingdoms out of rivers and sand They said the current's too strong, you'll never stay afloat But we still set sail on a folded paper boat So row, row, against the doubt Hold the line when the storm comes out Every dreamer the world wrote off Still sailing on a paper boat Now the city is loud and it's easy to fold But the fire we started has never gone cold We patch up the leaks and we laugh at the rain And point our little paper boat at the wave again So row, row, against the doubt Hold the line when the storm comes out Every dreamer the world wrote off Still sailing on a paper boat Whoa-oh, we were never gonna sink Whoa-oh, we're closer than you think