Feet In The Clouds

by Paul Mccartney

Teacher said I had my head in the clouds They directed I suspected Disconnected Had it my way On the street I had my feet on the ground Stood corrected Well protected Resurrected Had it my way I've got my feet in the clouds Got my head on the ground I know that I'm not a square As long as they're not around But I find it very, very, very, very, very, very hard Yes, I find it very, very, very, very, very, very hard Love is fab, it's like a stab in the heart My hidden treasure Made to measure For my pleasure I had it my way I've got my feet in the clouds Got my head on the ground I know that I'm not a square As long as they're not around But I find it very, very, very, very, very, very hard Oh, I find it very, very, very, very, very, very hard (Oh, I find it hard) (oh, I find it hard) Yes, I find it very, very, very, very, very, very hard (Oh, I find it hard) (yes, I find it hard) Find it very, very, very, very, very, very hard (Oh, I find it hard) (and I find it hard) Find it very, very, very, very, very, very hard (Oh, I find it hard) (and I find it hard) (Oh, I) find it very, very, very, very, very, very hard (Oh, I find it hard) (oh, I find it hard) (Yes, I) find it very, very, very, very, very, very hard (Oh, I find it hard) (yes, I find it hard) (I've got my feet in the clouds) my feet in the clouds (Head on the ground) my head on the ground (I'm not a square) I'm not a square (They're not around) as long as they're not around (it's so hard) Yeah, but I find it so hard (it's so hard, it's so hard) Find it so hard