3 Miles High

Every cloud has a silver line
But you still need the moon to shine
And we don’t care about it
Is there something that you forgot
And you wish you could stop the clock
Because you can’t live without it
We don’t have a clue
Cause we’re three miles high
And we’d rather as dust and feathers fly
And we can’t come down
Cause we’d burst our little bubble on the ground
Wow ho wow
Everyone has a wall to climb
But we don’t really have the time
To give a who-how about it
And your life is a Russian doll
You were given when you were small
And they all inside you
We don’t have a clue
Cause we’re three miles high
And we’d rather as dust and feathers fly
And we can’t come down
Cause we’d burst our little bubble on the ground
And we won’t come down
Till we hit the ground
Cause we’re three miles high
And we’d rather as dust and feathers fly
And we can’t come down
Cause we’d burst our little bubble on the ground