Whiskeytown

I go walkin' under a paper moon
All the birds are singing
Singing you a pretty tune
All the constellations and all the stars above
They all start to whistling
They start singing along
The world is not a monster
And I'm not scared at all
Floatin' through your heavens
The world is in my arms
Oh rainy day
Don't follow me
Cause I'm her baby doll
She's my cup of tea
I go walkin' under a paper moon
And my eyes are made of crystals