I have a hut on a hill so high
So I can dream near the clear blue sky
Nestled in slumber beneath oak trees
In my castle in the sky
Though the world doesn't seem good
With blues on my mind I head for my wood
Sitting in shades of oak trees
In my castle in the sky
It's a lonely old place way up there
But you can dream away every day
Rocking chair squeaking in the breeze
I while away my blues in idle leaves
Now my blues are better every day
I'll have you for my hide away
Hidden in leaves of oak trees
My castle in the sky
Now my blues are better every day
I'll have you for my hide away
Hidden in leaves of oak trees
My castle in the sky