Oh dear clouds,
Please fly away to somewhere else
Hold on a while before you pour yourself in the earth
You can come to my place if you want
I will hear your words, but
Let her see the sky
The moon might be waiting to tell her
That she is the only one
That I ever think of
And when it show its scars
Let it reveal the wounds of my heart
How I feel when she is away
Let it show her my pain
Let her see the sky
The stars might be shining
For they know how much she likes them
perhaps they are shining their brightest today
Arranged different than the usual
In the shape of my love, maybe.
Oh dear clouds
Let her see the sky.
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