When I was a young girl trying to find my way above the treetops, the treetops, the treetops... When I was a young girl trying to find my way above the treetops, the treetops, the treetops...
I did not care, I did not care what they called me what they called me I did not care, I did not care what they called me what they called me
When I was a young girl trying to find my way above the treetops, the treetops, the treetops... When I was a young girl trying to find my way above the treetops, the treetops, the treetops...
I did not care, I should not care what they called me what they called me I did not care, I should not care what they called me what they called me
Ah.......
[Chorus] I'll float above the ocean the sun above is burning my head I will grow wings and fly everywhere...
[Bridge] Butter warm clouds are dripping into my mouth tasting of goldenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
