| And all the kids are looking down | |
| And all the kids hear marching sounds | |
| They all see the armies on the ground | |
| And all the kids are looking down | |
| Gun fire after another | |
| Hear the fire going higher | |
| There is a castle in the air | |
| And all the kids are trapped in there | |
| There is a king, they don't know where | |
| There is a castle in the air | |
| Gunfire after another | |
| Bright fire shooting higher | |
| And the boys cried out but they can't get through to you, through to you | |
| And the king cried out but he can't be true to you, true to you | |
| If all the kids could reach to see | |
| They wonder who the king would be | |
| A little boy who looks like me | |
| If all the kids could reach to see |