Estelares

Tell me that you’ve got everything you want
and your bird can sing.
You don’t get me,
you don’t get me.
You say you’ve seen seven wonders
and you bird is green.
You can’t see me,
you can’t see me.
When your prized possessions
start to weigh you down,
look in my direction
I’ll be round, I’ll be round.
When your bird is broken,
will it bring you down.
You maybe awoken
I’ll be round, I’ll be round.
Tell me that you’ve heard every sound there is,
and your bird can swing.
You can’t hear me,
you can’t hear me.