CLOUDS FOR ME, OH CLOUDS FOR ME,
CRY YOUR TEARS AND MIRROR ME.
With the lights of the city running up the hood of my car,
I try to outrun my heart, but that's too far.
If I could drive to the moon then catch a comets' tail,
I still would not be far enough from this loves' spell.
Traffic lights with reds and greens,
I pay no mind to these trivial things.
With neon splayed across my windshield like thoughts in my head,
my heart beats slower, it's damn near dead.
CLOUDS FOR ME, OH CLOUDS FOR ME,
CRY YOUR TEARS AND MIRROR ME.
Cruising along the boulevard,
with heart soft and liver hard,
I pull over to catch a breath.
My breath is caught,
my soul is bought,
I'm ready for my drive into oblivion. And then she strolls on over.
CLOUDS FOR ME, OH CLOUDS FOR ME,
CRY YOUR TEARS AND MIRROR ME.
A lady of the night as it seems,
coming to negotiate with me.
With each elbow resting on my door,
her eyes peer into mine.
After ensuring I carry no badge she gives me the menu of her body.
CLOUDS FOR ME,OH CLOUDS FOR ME,
CRY YOUR TEARS AND MIRROR ME.
She asks me what I want, I tell her I want to drive to the moon,
and soon, then catch a comet so that I may forget,
what perfect love I once had, it slip away I let.
Then I hit the gas. |