Prima Ballerina
The world is small these days
Can't stay in just one place
Sometime we need a break
From all the everyday
She wonder what might be
Beyond the endless sea
Some king of golden secret
Holding futures memories
Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh
It's a perfect fairy tale
Chasing stars and blazing trails
Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh
Then she starts with just a step
Grabs her bag and takes a breath
There she goes in her ballerina slippers on her own
Noone knows if she's ever coming back to us at home
She's off the dance away, whatever comes her way
On her toes she's a prima ballerina Rolling Stone
Is it Montego bay or somewhere in the state
She flips a coin and rolls the dice and then she's on her way
Adventure everywhere, the chance is very rare
So when you're fed up pack yor things and then get out of there
Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh
It's a perfect fairy tale
Chasing stars and blazing trails
Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh
Then she starts with just a step
Grabs her bag and takes a breath
There she goes in her ballerina slippers on her own
None knows if she's ever coming back to us at home
She's off the dance away, whatever comes her way
On her toes she's a prima ballerina Rolling Stone
She's a prima ballerina Rolling Stone
She's a prima ballerina Rolling Stone
There she goes in her ballerina slippers on her own
None knows if she's ever coming back to us at home
She's off the dance away, whatever comes her way
On her toes she's a prima ballerina Rolling Stone
Can't stay in just one place
Sometime we need a break
From all the everyday
She wonder what might be
Beyond the endless sea
Some king of golden secret
Holding futures memories
Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh
It's a perfect fairy tale
Chasing stars and blazing trails
Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh
Then she starts with just a step
Grabs her bag and takes a breath
There she goes in her ballerina slippers on her own
Noone knows if she's ever coming back to us at home
She's off the dance away, whatever comes her way
On her toes she's a prima ballerina Rolling Stone
Is it Montego bay or somewhere in the state
She flips a coin and rolls the dice and then she's on her way
Adventure everywhere, the chance is very rare
So when you're fed up pack yor things and then get out of there
Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh
It's a perfect fairy tale
Chasing stars and blazing trails
Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh
Then she starts with just a step
Grabs her bag and takes a breath
There she goes in her ballerina slippers on her own
None knows if she's ever coming back to us at home
She's off the dance away, whatever comes her way
On her toes she's a prima ballerina Rolling Stone
She's a prima ballerina Rolling Stone
She's a prima ballerina Rolling Stone
There she goes in her ballerina slippers on her own
None knows if she's ever coming back to us at home
She's off the dance away, whatever comes her way
On her toes she's a prima ballerina Rolling Stone
Credits
Writer(s): Dillon Dixon, Janik Riegert, Josh Tapen, Capella Flip
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