

(ohhh) Up above the silver clouds,
where the wind begins to play
We carved a path out of the mist
to greet a brand new day
See the wooden docks suspended,
anchored to the blue (ahhh)
And the lanterns start to glow,
hanging from the sky
Every street is singing low as the airships wander by
Oh, we live up in the skies,
where the celebration never dies!
Floating high on golden wings,
listen to the song it sings
We are dancing in the clouds,
laughing with the happy crowds
(hey, hey!)
Banners wave from silver towers,
casting shadows down below
Every balcony is blooming with a bright celestial glow (ooh-ooh)
Oh, we live up in the skies,
where the celebration never dies!
Floating high on golden wings,
listen to the song it sings
We are dancing in the clouds,
laughing with the happy crowds
(hey, hey!)
Floating high... (ooh, singing low) As the night starts to fade