I'll show you everything I can do
I'll do some magic tricks sometime
Come on, show me your face
Come here and don't hide away
We'll meet up in Fairyland
Magic spells buried in the sand
Off we fly
I'm sitting at the window
Off we fly
Doesn't matter where we land
Off we fly
We're flying again
Doesn't matter where we land
I'll show you it'll be alright
Because even Mother Hulda
is counting the clouds
Right at the top, right at the top
Right at the top where the spirits run riot
Read, desired
Understand without looking
In hours, seconds
That go by so fast
Right at the top, right at the top
Right at the top where the spirits run riot
The sky attracts us both
You contemplate and don't get close
The head is hurting, a piercing cry
Just get away, it'll pass
Off we fly
I'm sitting at the window
Off we fly
Doesn't matter where we land
Off we fly
We're flying again
Doesn't matter where we land
I'll show you it'll be alright
Because even Mother Hulda
is counting the clouds