Lonely is the little cloud that has nobody to rain on;
He is so free, floating high in the big blue sky;
He sails in the wind, far and wide filling himself with joy and love;
All he wants is to pour his heart out, he has so much to give;
But he is sad because his drops are tears, tears of loneliness;
Loneliness that fills all of his heart, and all of his soul.

Will the sad little lonely cloud ever have someone to love?
Or is he doomed to float above the desert?
His heart getting fuller and fuller, ready to explode;
Oasis after oasis turn out to be mirages;
He needs somebody so badly, and wants to love so badly;
He never cries but he cant help it, the lonely little cloud.