Soft as a pillow seen through the screen

She sings like a bird and feathers her strings

Beautifully willow, shade for the spring

She does it ‘cause she loves it, she’s so refreshing

She’s so refreshing, she’s so refreshing, she’s so refreshing, she’s so refreshing (-shing -shing -shing -shing)

Different kind of gentle, goes her own pace

She knows how to write and she knows how to play

So when I’m lookin’ out the window, blues mixin’ in

She’s a cumulonimbus cloud I don’t mind inviting

I don’t mind inviting, I don’t mind inviting, I don’t mind inviting, I don’t mind inviting

So I’ll dance in her rain when she occupies the sky

I’m with it (with it, with it)

Oh, I’ll look a bit insane, but everyone will know her name

‘Cause she’s… oh, she’s

A winning ticket (a winning ticket)

A winning ticket (a winning ticket)

A winning ticket (a winning ticket)

A winning ticket

I don’t know, I—