Sometimes I think: "Oh, yes, I'd move to Where all the shooting stars are gone With all of our wishes. How could they bear, oh no, to carry Around the stupid human hopes, So I'm gonna help, I will!" Give me a key to lock The door to the secret paradise. There are so many queueing up, And I won't let them in. Look at them: They are cheeky, They are never worthy to be saved. Sometimes I feel, oh yes, I could do Almost everything I wanted And it makes me cry. Lay your heart, lay your soul Upon my magic carpet, Now we are flying To Venus just to kill Some time for tea, OK? Remember, surrender: There's nothing you can do 'cause Love's such a joke, Like a little Jack-in-the-box, you know, A little Jack-in-the box...