Shooting stars in midnight pastures. And hanging out on clouds beneath the moon. Hitching rides on magic carpets. It's a fairy tale to me but you're in tune.
Sensitive child. Keep running wild. In a confined space. But you're not to blame. 'Cause you're not the same. Get on the case. . Crazy sheep, you are the odd one out.
Oh, From 3rd Grade To The Stage. Getting Arrested & Thrown In The Same Cage. I'm A Little 0lder, But We Still The Same Age. Really The 0nly 0ne To Tolerate My Strange Ways..
The sun and the moon never change. They just rearrange, but not in the new day. Gold exchanges for silver. And a light on the river gets carried away.