Castle on a cloud



　　There is a castle on a cloud

　　I like to go there in my sleep

　　Aren’t any floors for me to sweep

　　Not in my caslte on the cloud

　　There is a room that’s ful of toys

　　There are a hundred boys and girls

　　Nobody shouts or talks too loud

　　Not in my castle on a cloud

　　There is a lady all in white

　　Holds me and sings a lullaby

　　She’s nice to see

　　And she’s soft to touch

　　She says:’Cosette I love you very much’

　　I know a place where no one’s lost

　　Iknow a place where no one cries
　
　　Crying at all is not allowed

　　Not in my castle on a cloud

　　Oh help ! I think I hear them now

　　and I’m nowhere near finished sweeping and scrubbing and 　　　　
　　polishing the floor

　　Oh, its her ! It’s Madame !