I used to wonder how the world looked from up high

Beyond the clouds and twisted skies

Imagining my bedroom to be a sea of stars

Counting each one on my ceiling radar

Oh to be that little girl again

Enchanted by the planets

Wishing upon the shooting star

Electric for another night of coloured magic

Sweet child I wish it be true

Those endless dreams we once knew

Whisper them to me please

Til I hold in good faith the make believe