There was once a little girl Living in a paper house But oh she's happy in her world Dancing with her torn up blouse There was once a little boy Who had the stars as his own roof And oh he's one with all the joy He never cared to fix his goof Twirl, baby, twirl Fly, baby, high Go on, soar Once more Somehow they found each other's hand Never did they let them go Silent songs filled up the land With melodies only they know Somehow the jealous wind went mad And stirred a storm between those two They lost the only thing they had Without the chance to bid adieu Twirl, baby, twirl Fly, baby, high Like before Once more Isn't it cruel? Isn't it cruel? Isn't it cruel? Isn't it cruel? They are happy no more They know joy no more They can dance no more They will sing no more No more No more No more No more Cause they've no joy afterall.