SHARADA

once upon a time there was a girl you wouldn't really call her typical Had her own definition of cool She lived in her own world She had her own style - her own rules She played along like it was usual nobody really even knew her name to her, life was one big game She's got her head up in the clouds Sharada, Sharada Don't know if she'll come down Sharada, Sharada She can't get to bed Sharada, Sharada She's got that song stuck in her head Dreaming all day - that's all she did Ever since she was a little kid All the teachers thought that she was slow She was just dreaming 'bout her show And when they told her she's delirious She didn't care - she's just oblivious She likes to make everyone curious one day she's going to be famous She's got her head up in the clouds Sharada, Sharada Don't know if she'll come down Sharada, Sharada She can't get to bed Sharada, Sharada She's got that song stuck in her head She's got that song stuck in her head Sharada, Sharada… She's got her head up in the clouds Sharada, Sharada Don't know if she'll come down Sharada, Sharada She can't get to bed Sharada, Sharada She's got that song stuck in her head She's got her head up in the clouds Sharada, Sharada Don't know if she'll come down Sharada, Sharada She can't get to bed Sharada, Sharada She's got that song stuck in her head