Prima Ballerina (Club Mix)
The world is small these days, can't stay in just one place
Sometimes we need a break from all the everyday
She wonders what might be beyond the endless sea
Some kind of golden secrets holding future memories
Ah, it's a perfect fairy tale
Chasing stars and blazing trails
Ah, then she starts with just a step
Grabs her bag and takes a breath (ah)
There she goes in her ballerina slippers on her own
No one knows if she's ever coming back to us at home
She's off to dance away whatever comes her way
On her toes, she's a prima ballerina rolling stone
On her toes, she's a prima ballerina rolling stone
On her toes, she's a prima ballerina rolling stone
Is it Montego Bay or somewhere in the States?
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 your things and then get outta there
Ah, it's a perfect fairy tale
Chasing stars and blazing trails
Ah, then she starts with just a step
Grabs a bag and takes a breath (ah)
There she goes in her ballerina slippers on her own
No one knows if she's ever coming back to us at home
She's off to dance away whatever comes her way
On her toes, she's a prima ballerina rolling stone
On her toes, she's a prima ballerina rolling stone
On her toes, she's a prima ballerina rolling stone
Sometimes we need a break from all the everyday
She wonders what might be beyond the endless sea
Some kind of golden secrets holding future memories
Ah, it's a perfect fairy tale
Chasing stars and blazing trails
Ah, then she starts with just a step
Grabs her bag and takes a breath (ah)
There she goes in her ballerina slippers on her own
No one knows if she's ever coming back to us at home
She's off to dance away whatever comes her way
On her toes, she's a prima ballerina rolling stone
On her toes, she's a prima ballerina rolling stone
On her toes, she's a prima ballerina rolling stone
Is it Montego Bay or somewhere in the States?
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 your things and then get outta there
Ah, it's a perfect fairy tale
Chasing stars and blazing trails
Ah, then she starts with just a step
Grabs a bag and takes a breath (ah)
There she goes in her ballerina slippers on her own
No one knows if she's ever coming back to us at home
She's off to dance away whatever comes her way
On her toes, she's a prima ballerina rolling stone
On her toes, she's a prima ballerina rolling stone
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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