Look at the clouds
Swimming in the deep blue
Of the sky
And I'm [not] thinking of you.

Hear the birds
Singing their lungs out
Preaching their love to the morning
And I'm [not] crying.

Feel the warm of the sun
How it ignites your skin
With the heat of the universe's stars
And I'm [not] ready to start.

Gaze over
To the boy sitting alone
Who is [not] in denial.