Hammock Made of Clouds

621 6 7
                                    

(Saddest song in the whole movie right here)

Jack:
Oh baby, little one how romantic it could be
to climb the sky walking on a stair of stars that's shining blue

Wow


Acacia:
And build a hammock of clouds
Between the south and North of the half moon
And love you again and again and again and again


Jack:
I hang my head like a snowflake man
In a burning sun

Because I'm my own ghost I'm really dead this time

I'm dead like the corpes in their cold, cold graves


Both:
How romantic it could be to climb the sky
To climb the sky

In a hammock made of clouds
A hammock made of clouds

Oh a hammock made of clouds


Jack:
My little one


Acacia:
Yes, a hammock made of clouds
To climb the sky


Jack:
A hammock made of clouds


Acacia:
A hammock made of clouds


Jack:
My little one

Jack and the Cuckoo Clock Heart Songs(english)Where stories live. Discover now