Do you like pretty things?

Would you caress broken wings?

To truly smile, to face the day

Do you like pretty things?

And in time did you know

Pretty things always go?

A smile can never go away

It ought to be the face today

Castles melt in the sand

But you could still touch my hand

And have a dream, then go away

If you like pretty things

Can you mend broken wings?

Do you know of these things?

First at a glance you'd think you might

If you like pretty things