Clara Thomas – Fishes Lyrics

Do fish fall when they die?
Do their tears dry when they cry?
Are the stars really red?
Does the moon really look like my head?

Twinkle, twinkle, little star
Take me away somewhere far

Windows, windows, doors, doors
Come and ride this lonely horse
Take it for a little spin
In my trashcan lonely bin

Twinkle, twinkle, little star
Take me away somewhere far

Twinkle, twinkle, little star
Take me away somewhere far

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