Oh, she lives in a fairy tale, Somewhere too far for us to find. Forgotten the taste and smell Of a world, that she's left behind. It's all about the exposure the lens. I told her the angles were all wrong, Now she's ripping wings off of butterflies.
Keep your feet on the ground, When your head's in the clouds.
Well, go, get your shovel And we'll dig a deep hole, To bury the castle, bury the castle! Go, get your shovel And we'll dig a deep hole, To bury the castle, bury the castle!
Pa ra pa pa ra pa pa ra
So, one day he found her crying, Coiled up on the dirty ground. Her prince finally came to save her, And the rest you can figure out. But it was a trick and the clock struck twelve. Well, make sure to build your home brick by boring brick Or the wolves gonna blow it down.
Keep your feet on the ground, When your head's in the clouds.
Well, go, get your shovel And we'll dig a deep hole, To bury the castle, bury the castle! Go, get your shovel And we'll dig a deep hole, To bury the castle, bury the castle!
Well, you built up a world of magic, Because your real life is tragic. Yeah, you built up a world of magic!
If it's not real, You can't hold it in your hands, You can't feel it with your heart. And I won't believe it, But if it's true, You can see it with your eyes, Oh, even in the dark. And that's where I want to be, yeah...
Well, go, get your shovel And we'll dig a deep hole, To bury the castle, bury the castle! Go, get your shovel And we'll dig a deep hole, To bury the castle, bury the castle!
Pa ra pa pa ra pa pa ra Pa ra pa pa pa ra pa pa x3Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
