Lost in the supermarket
Nothing to write
Watching old men
and their wives walk by

Everyone watches
Everyone stares
At the girl with nothing to write
Alone at the supermarket

That girl is me
And she's really lonely
Could use a friend
Alone at the supermarket

The floating man
soars through the sky
watching huge buildings
and small people buy

Some say he's one
with the bats of the night
others say it's because
he really likes heights

But I say the real reason
floating man fly's
is because of the happiness
of the sky!

I am fun
You are fun
Everyone is fun
Sometimes you aren't
But most of the times you are

Girl of the sun
is afraid of the moon
follows the sun
to where sky's are blue

Her eyes gleam with wonder
jumping over the waves
try to outrun her
it'd be a game

Golden hair to her knees
flickering in the sky
voice warm and nice
breath smells like pie