There's a place I go in my head sometimes. lt's cool and dim in there and you float like a cloud. Now you are a cloud, the kind you see in the sky on a windy day. You don't have to think about anything. You're nothing, you're nobody. The Mighty Maxwell Kane imagination harmony
She's fading away away from this world drifting like a feather she's not like the other girls she lives in the clouds and talks to the birds hopeless little one she's not like the other girls I know. The Rasmus Not like the other girls girls hope birds