She was sitting on top of a mountain
Eating the clouds
The wind swept her away to the best of her dreams
No, she would never know
What was hiding in the water
And hiding behind the oak tree
Slowly crawling through her mind
Was the clouds
No, she would never know
What the mountain could offer
Streams and ditches
Would change the nature forever
The scent of the flowers was keeping him awake
He was staring at the clouds
Surrounded by the pouring rain
It was healing him like Novocaine
Falling from the skies
Was the clouds
No, he would never know
What the mountain could offer
Streams and ditches
Would change the nature forever
When it's his turn to close his eyes
He will tell you a story
About a young girl on top of a mountain
She was sweet and only seventeen
But if she was dying, would she tell him?
If they were lost, would they get back?
Will they ever have a last goodbye
Or will they never