Feet In The Clouds

Teacher said I had my head in the clouds
They directed, I suspected, disconnected
Hat in my way
On the street, I had my feet on the ground
Stood corrected, well protected, resurrected
Had it my way
I’ve got my feet in the clouds, got my head on the ground
I know that I’m not a square as long as they’re not around
But I find it very, very, very, very, very, very hard
Yes, I find it very, very, very, very, very, very hard
Love is fab, it’s like a stab in the heart
My hidden treasure, made to measure, for my pleasure
I had it my way
I’ve got my feet in the clouds, got my head on the ground
I know that I’m not a square as long as they’re not around
But I find it very, very, very, very, very, very hard
Oh, I find it very, very, very, very, very, very hard
Yes, I find it very, very, very, very, very, very hard
I’ve got my feet in the clouds, got my head on the ground
I know that I’m not a square as long as they’re not around
But I find it so hard I find it so hard