There is a castle on a cloud,
 I like to go there in my sleep,
 Aren't any floors for me to sweep,
 Not in my castle on a cloud.

 There is a room that's full of toys,
 There are a hundred boys and girls,
 Nobody shouts or talks too loud,
 Not in my castle on a cloud.

 There is a lady all in white,
 Holds me and sings a lullaby,
 She's nice to see and she's soft to touch,
 She says, "Cosette, I love you very much."

 I know a place where no one's lost,
 I know a place where no one cries,
 Crying, at all, is not allowed,
 Not in my castle on a cloud.