Ricky Nelson Marshmallow Skies
The room starts movin', my mind starts groovin' Marshmallow skies Yellow gold ceilings concealing my feelings Marshmallow skies
I look around, at the ground as it passes me by Keep holdin' on to the people I want to Marshmallow skies There's no delusions for reaching conclusions In marshmallow skies
Where are you going I said to myself yesterday To be or not to, is something you've got to In marshmallow skies Marshmallow skies
