Making My Days

According to my head I’m a saint,

That’s what I think.

Or else I’m away so far away.

Yes, maybe I’m an innocent man!

Jumping cloud to cloud,

My self-defense is softer.

While I lie down to rest,

All the motions are much slower.

Dancing between the shadows,

I conquer wonderland without employment.

My mind travels without paying taxes,

Yet I’m not grounded for lack of payment...

Jumping cloud to cloud,

My self-defense is softer.

While I lie down to rest,

All the motions are much slower.

Yeah Yeahh

In the middle of blue,

I'm making my days something new.

I'm above the mirror of the sky,

Guess who knew?!

André Castro