HighasaKite

Over the rooftops, into the sea Along the highway like a bumblebee Over the sandbox, into the woods I wear my feathers, i am robin hood I will run like an indian tomorrow Into the ocean and to the shore I'm riding horses where the wild things grow i

He would never do grafitti or vandalize that house And he would never be caught spray painting on those peoples walls But no one has seen or heard from him since last Wednesday Oh oh oh oh.. And he would never buy a weapon and bring it to our home An