Marshmallow Skies - Ricky Nelson

The room starts movin', my mind starts groovin'

Marshmallow skies

Yellow gold ceilings concealing my feelings

Marshmallow skies.

I look around, at the ground as it passes me by

Keep holdin' on to the people I want to

Marshmallow skies

There’s no delusions for reaching conclusions

In marshmallow skies.

Where are you going I said to myself yesterday

To be or not to, is something you’ve got to

In marshmallow skies

Marshmallow skies…