Thoughts are like those clouds, easily take flight. 
Grey ones make me sad, white ones make me smile. 
Shape them in my heart, pile them up and blow... 
Now I know they must go where I can't follow.

Moving through the sky, life will pass me by 
Falling from, falling off, falling to the sky. 
Only wish that I could dive back to the clouds, so high! 
Falling from, falling off, falling to the sky, so high.

Some wish on the stars, Jupiter or Mars, 
Earth is still my home, by the winds I'm blown 
Higher to the sky, sadness passed me by. 
Now I know it must go, and my soul will follow

Moving through the sky, life will pass me by 
Falling from, falling off, falling to the sky. 
Only wish that I could dive back to the clouds, so high! 
Falling from, falling off, falling to the sky, so high.

From the sky and back again to the sky, 
Not ashamed that I was here for a while, from the sky...