If I were a cloud
I'll be way up in the sky
Hanging High High High
If I were a cloud
Sometimes I'd be gray
Sometimes I'd be bright and white
But I'll still be hanging
High High High
If I were a cloud
everyone would see me with their imaginative eyes
a cow, a dog or a man sailing in a boat
But I'll still be hanging
High High High
If I were a cloud
Whether I'm happy and bright
Or gray and grim
Getting ready to water the earth
I'd still be hanging
High High High
So come on little cloud
No matter how you look
we will still be looking up at you
Hanging High High High
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