Come watch these cotton candy clouds float by.
Together we will sit here, far below,
on chocolate earth, beneath vanilla skies.

Whether lemon-drop sunshine keeps you dry,
or wintergreen mint chills you to the bone,
Come watch these cotton candy clouds float by.

The sherbert-sparkling stars seem to ask why
we stand apart— by mocha, latte, tone—
on chocolate earth, beneath vanilla skies.

We’re pop rocks, and no matter how we try,
we find we’re simply sweetened rolling stones.
Come watch these cotton candy clouds float by.

Our different flavours act as a disguise,
and we take on the universe alone
on chocolate earth, beneath vanilla skies.

But these stars seem the same to all our eyes
no matter what their colour is, and so
come watch these cotton candy clouds float by,
on chocolate earth, beneath vanilla skies.