Smoke fills the room,  With castles in the air-  I weave them all upon a silver loom,  Look up if you dare-  (chorus)  I wonder where I?m going,  And where I belong,  What this plastic world can offer me-  The only truth I understand,  Is that within my song,  And in the smoke-filled pictures that I see-  Threads without any ends,  Tangle in the chandelier-  Within the smoky corners are my friends,  And no one knows they?re here-  (chorus)  Music floats to the ground,  Dragons fly on the wing-  And in their dance, they whirl the whole room ?round,  Above the heads of those to whom I sing-  (chorus)  Smoke fills the room,  With castles in the air-  I weave them all upon a silver loom,  Look up if you dare-