We all have clouds that surround
clouds
One, two, three, four.
Wait…five, six, seven.
Do not stare at your feet…
I got a spring in my step: a twinkle in my eye.
I’m flying high – oh, so high.
Nothing can reach these heights.
We all have clouds that surround
One, two, three, four.
Wait…five, six, seven.
Do not stare at your feet…
I got a spring in my step: a twinkle in my eye.
I’m flying high – oh, so high.
Nothing can reach these heights.
