I have two feet on the ground
But my head is in the clouds.
Because that’s where I’ll be found,
With my head in the clouds.
I’ll be on my way to Paris and Rome,
While I’m right there sitting silently.
All of the places I can call home
When I visit them so often in my head.
They say, “Reach for the stars!”
The stars I collect with open arms
As I circle Mars
With my head so much higher than the clouds.
I will never come down
From up on top of these clouds
Where I get to fly around
And look at the beautiful world below me.