I read a story one day. It was sad.
About a Queen who was treated dadly.
I kid you not.
I couldn't wait to see what happened next.
I read as fast as I could read, because I had to find out.
I was really flying.
Suddenly, you came into my head. And it was over.
I was in love and that was all.

I read a story one day. It was mad.
About this man who was lost and crazy.
I felt so bad.
I couldn't wait to see what happened.
So, I read as fast as I could read, because I had to find out.
I was really flying.
Suddenly, you came into my head. The story ended.
I was in love and that was all.

I read a story one day. It was sweet.
I couldn't handle all that sweet.
I read a story one day, it was fun.
I couldn't handle all that fun.
I read a story one day, it was real.
And I was moved by its beauty and loneliness.

A girl wanted to steal this painting.
But see me came so jealous over the lovely Mona Lisa.
She took her pencil and drew a mustache
on the face of lovely Mona Lisa.

God save the Mona Lisa.
I read as fast as I could read, because I had to find out
I was really flying.
Suddenly, you came into my head. The story ended.
I was in love and that was all.