Sometimes the days are long
You need someone to be strong
You feel alone and need a hand to hold
Sometimes there’s no one there
To console you when you’re scared
And so you go into the cold and go back home.

And there behind the window sits
A warm familiar silhouette
You turn your key and suddenly you see

Cardboard Harrison Ford
I’ve got my own Han Solo
So when I’m flying solo
I’ll feel fine

Sometimes he sits with me at dinner
And I feel like I’m a winner
as we talk about our days.
Sometimes, I leave him in the window
So burglars think I’m home so
I don’t have to pull a “Home Alone”

And though I know he’s made of pulp
He can always cheer me up
My paper-mate, he corrugates my heart

Cardboard Harrison Ford
I’ve got my own Han Solo
So when I’m flying solo
I feel fine

Cardboard Harrison Ford
I’d say “I love you” but he knows
Even though he’s not alive

“From the moment we locked eyes at the dorm poster fair, I knew were we meant to be. I needed a loveable scoundrel and you needed to be unfolded. From that moment on we have been friends, partners, and you’re also a really great holiday decoration. Seriously, my neighbors love your season to season themes- even if you are aiming a blaster in their direction. I know we’ve had some low points, like when you brought home that cardboard Callista Flockheart. But we talked through it and she went out with the recycling. Now I just look forward to getting into your cardboard helicopter to see the world- and since you’re such a stand-up guy maybe even the universe.”

Cardboard Harrison Ford
I’ve got my own Han Solo
So when I’m flying solo I feel fine

He’s Cardboard Harrison Ford
He says “I love you,” I say “I know.”
Even though he’s not alive

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Cardboard Harrison Ford
I’ve got my own Han Solo
So when I’m flying solo I feel fine