La la la la la la la la... la la la lalaaa, lalala. Laa!
I'd like to...
Fly away on a Rocket
Somewhere with music
And books,
Pens...lots of pens,
Mec pencils, few erasers,
Diaries, notebooks,
Sketchbooks too
Food and pots
Plates, forks and knives
A kitchen all set
A closet, a few drawers
Perhaps laundry room
Windows all over,
With curtains for shade
Light, lots of light
Candles, lamps, and bulbs
On my own little planet
I hope you'll come and see
The stars at night
The sun at dawn
The moon, the sky, the sea...
I live in space
Way past the clouds
I built a home
That's all my own
Come and visit me.
"Home is where your history begins" - Billie Letts
I'd like to...
Fly away on a Rocket
Somewhere with music
And books,
Pens...lots of pens,
Mec pencils, few erasers,
Diaries, notebooks,
Sketchbooks too
Food and pots
Plates, forks and knives
A kitchen all set
A closet, a few drawers
Perhaps laundry room
Windows all over,
With curtains for shade
Light, lots of light
Candles, lamps, and bulbs
On my own little planet
I hope you'll come and see
The stars at night
The sun at dawn
The moon, the sky, the sea...
I live in space
Way past the clouds
I built a home
That's all my own
Come and visit me.
"Home is where your history begins" - Billie Letts
..﴾͡๏̯͡๏﴿..!
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