I may seem wise I may seem old
feels like I just came into this world
I beg and lie and then regret,
I run and grab and soon forget
I can feel I see two skies above
One to be with, one – to love
I envy them. They never lose,
‘cos they have a choice not to choose
I can feel I see two skies above
Clouds and clouds and clouds are passing by
Watch the clouds, while they cross the sky
If I should choose among them all
I’d be confused, I’d feel small
Clouds and clouds and clouds are passing by
I may seem wise I may seem old
feels like I just came into this world
I beg and lie and then regret,
I run and grab and soon forget
I may seem wise I may seem old
feels like I just came into this world
I beg and lie and then regret,
I run and grab and soon forget…