The heels of my shoes are too slippery for grass My day dreaming is always set in the past Pockets full of pebbles and knees stained in green Daisy chains on my head, I'm the garden queen The trees in the garden take pity on me "Go back to the wonders of city routine While I stay happily planted My night is filled with stars!" Oh, no The height of my heels is ridiculously tall I kept hold of your hand, still I tumble and fall The crabs in the coast line take pity on me "Go back to the wonders of beauty regimes!" The fish in the ocean take pity on me "Go back to the wonders of cheap chemistry While I stay happily floating My night is filled with stars!" Oh, no