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 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,
I know a place where no one cries,
Crying at all is not allowed,

Not in my castle on a cloud.