We french inhale clouds,
we tap dance on the rain.
We bellyslide on lighting bolts
and
dress up in the snow.
We surf on the winds
and
we gossip with the birds.
Then we go home from whence we came,
and
play again another day.
We french inhale clouds,
we tap dance on the rain.
We bellyslide on lighting bolts
and
dress up in the snow.
We surf on the winds
and
we gossip with the birds.
Then we go home from whence we came,
and
play again another day.