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

Oh help I think I hear them now

And I'm nowhere near finished sweeping and

Scrubbing and polishing the floor

Oh it's her It's Madame

Now look who's here

The little madam herself

Pretending once again she's been `so awfully good '

Better not let me catch you slacking

Better not catch my eye

Ten rotten francs your mother sends me

What is that going to buy

Now take that pail

My little `Mademoiselle'

And go and draw some water from the well

We should never have taken you in in the first place

How stupid the things that we do

Like mother like daughter the scum of the street

Eponine come my dear Eponine let me see you

You look very well in that new little blue hat

There's some little girls who know how to behave

And they know what to wear

And I'm saying thank heaven for that

Still there Cosette

Your tears will do you no good

I told you fetch some water from the well in the wood

Please do not send me out alone

Not in the darkness on my own

Enough of that or I'll forget to be nice

You heard me ask for something

And I never ask tw