See the clouds adrift so far below
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Ever changing as they come and go;
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Makes me wonder why Im up so high
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When really I am down so low
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Of all the wonders I was one allowed
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I think that I would always choose a cloud,
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Always bring my feelings right out loud,
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Whether I'm ashamed or proud.
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And on this airplane coming home to you,
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Sometimes I think I've flown my whole life through,
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My whole life through,
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As I wing my way to you.
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See the clouds, they're giving life below
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In colors that the canvass cannot show;
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Keeping secrets no one else could know,
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For I'm the one who told them so.
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Now and then I get up close to you,
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Like to stay, But I'm just passing through,
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So I'll have to say goodbye,
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Until next time I fly.
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Clouds
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