Featuring: Allison Smith
Steven Winnall


Sequins on a gown
Swam feather down
It's the little things that amuse me

Like the time we share doing nothing at all
I breathe with you in unison


Dance around the room, all I see is you
Her anger makes me smile, makes it all worthwhile
Travel the world, sitting on a chair

Sand beneath my feet, cloudless sky above

Stare up at the sky, choose the brightest starts

Laying on the ground, look at how they glow
Forts all make of snow, and although
The cold is creeping in, I will keep you warm


Sailing in a sleeping sea
Fishing for a dream

Moonbeams come to greet me
We'll paint pictures in the clouds