I walked the streets silently thinking about something Cosette yoused to sing about  a lot; her castle on a cloud. I began singing it;

"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." I sang, thinking about how wonderful it would be.

"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." It would be so amazing.

"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" I stopped.
"Cosette, I love you very much." I finished, realizing this would never be mine.

"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." It would  be the best thing... But its Cosette's Castle on a Cloud, and I could never go there.