Verse 1

Drifting slow on a silver stream,

Clouds like thoughts in a half-lost dream.

Soft and wide in the endless blue,

Carrying secrets the winds once knew.

Chorus

Oh, clouds, you wanderers high,

Painting stories across the sky.

Shifting shapes in the light of day,

Then quietly, you fade away.

Verse 2

Shadows fall as the sun peeks through,

Turning gray into gold and hue.

I watch you roll from hill to sea,

Like time itself slipping past me.

Chorus

Oh, clouds, you wanderers high,

Painting stories across the sky.

Shifting shapes in the light of day,

Then quietly, you fade away.

Bridge

Tell me, do you dream of rain?

Or ride the thunder just for fame?

Do you cry when the world below

Forgets to look up and say hello?

Final Chorus

Oh, clouds, you ghosts of air,

You dance like you haven’t a care.

Here and gone, but never still—

A breath of sky, a wish, a will.