Somewhere was emerald skies and floating flowers,
But she did not know where to look. The sounds of rhythm beat through
Her body.
The song sways her hips back and forth, but she wants nothing more
Than to get away
Get
Away
To get away from it all.
Her honey hair and her rosy lips pull the eyes of love to her, but she wants nothing more
Than to get away.
Her hair glows
In the blue skies and flowers are plucked, weaved in her hair
And the boy gives her chocolate every year, but she wants nothing more
Than to get away.
She wants to explore the horizon, find her
Path in the simple world she was stuck in.
Was it possible to get away
When she wanted nothing more?