Ramona Songtext
von Grace Cummings

Green hot balloon
That feeling, as I play
For you
It′s little
It's sweet
It′s nothing at all to me
Nothing at all
A thousand changes of the guard
Where is your Ramona now?
She's little
She's sweet
She′s nothing at all to me
Nothing at all
What makes a slave into a king?
Isn′t it all such a pretty thing?


Pick up your heart
There, on the ground
It's nothing at all now
It′s nothing at all
You play, just like Ramona
And you kiss, just like Ramona
You weep, just like Ramona
It's so hard, just like Ramona
I can′t sleep, like with Ramona
All night awake, helping Ramona
I bet you dream about Ramona
It's just the time, to be Ramona
It′s just the time
To be
Ramona