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See the clouds adrift so far below

Ever changing as they come and go;

Makes me wonder why Im up so high

When really I am down so low

Of all the wonders I was one allowed

I think that I would always choose a cloud,

Always bring my feelings right out loud,

Whether I'm ashamed or proud.

And on this airplane coming home to you,

Sometimes I think I've flown my whole life through,

My whole life through,

As I wing my way to you.

See the clouds, they're giving life below

In colors that the canvass cannot show;

Keeping secrets no one else could know,

For I'm the one who told them so.

Now and then I get up close to you,

Like to stay, But I'm just passing through,

So I'll have to say goodbye,

Until next time I fly.