Tekster: Eisley. Laughing City. Tree Tops.

When I was a young girl
Trying to find her way above the tree tops
The tree tops, the tree tops
When I was a young girl
Trying to find her way above the tree tops
The tree tops, the tree tops

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

I'll float above the ocean
The sun above is burning my head
I will grow wings and fly everywhere

When I was a young girl
Trying to find her way above the tree tops
The tree tops, the tree tops

I did not care, I did not care
What they called me, what they called me
No, I did not care, I should not care
What they called me, what they called me

I'll float above the ocean
The sun above is burning my head
I will grow wings and fly everywhere

Butter warm clouds are dripping into my mouth
Tasting of golden

I'll float above the ocean
The sun above is burning my head
I will grow wings and fly everywhere

I'll float above the ocean
The sun above is burning my head
I will grow wings and fly everywhere