mr.cloud

Come back to me mr.cloud
Without sounds you slipped into crowd
Pressing the feet to the ground

If somebody will find you as doll flattered
I¥ll steal you from car running so fast

Spring came back to me mr.cloud
I slipped into night full of sound

If somebody will find you as right asnwer
I¥ll change this spring air to the poison gas

Watch me missing my step
Watch me digging my grave
Watch me rambling in down
Watch me tumbling down

Clouds are breaking. mr.cloud
Just talk to me without sounds
Nobody knows mr.cloud
Your smoking smell still goes round
Come back to me mr.cloud