Ramona

Green hot balloon That feeling, as I play For you It's little It's sweet It's nothing at all to me Nothing at all A thousand changes of the guard Where is your Ramona now? She's little She's sweet She's nothing at all to me Nothing at all What makes a slave into a king? Isn't it all such a pretty thing? Pick up your heart There, on the ground It's nothing at all now It's nothing at all You play, just like Ramona And you kiss, just like Ramona You weep, just like Ramona It's so hard, just like Ramona I can't sleep, like with Ramona All night awake, helping Ramona I bet you dream about Ramona It's just the time, to be Ramona It's just the time To be Ramona