When I was a young girl, Trying to find my way Above the tree tops, the tree tops , the tree tops. When I was a young girl, Trying to find my way Above the tree tops, the tree tops, the tree tops. I did not care, I did not care, 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 my way Above the tree tops, the tree tops, the tree tops. I did not care, I did not care 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. But warm clouds, Are dripping into my mouth. Tasting of gold and. I'll float above the ocean, The sun above is burning my head I will grow wings and fly everywhere.
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