Counting Clouds

I stare at the sky just counting the clouds

And wonder what's this all about

The face in the street-lamp's a bloodsucking freak

The pavement is smelling so sweet

My mouth tells a story which no one can hear

Than someone is pointing at me

The crowd starts to laugh and I'm asking myself

How funny a bleeding man can be

I'm just counting clouds

And still wonder why

I'm just counting clouds

And my heart flies high

A look for a sign in the smiles of the clouds

When something is burden my breast

The ground is vibrating the taste of cold blood

And then comes a warm tender flood

I stare at the sky just counting the clouds

And wonder what's this all about

Then someone is pasting a kiss on my lips

And I know what this means there's no doubt!

See the sun in my eyes

They are open at last

In a second I'm gone

'Cause my time is fleeing so fast

I'm just counting clouds

And my heart flies high

There's no need to cry.