Cloudy - Ver 2

ClDoudy, The sky is grey and white and clouGdy. Sometimes I think it's hanging dDownF#7 on mDdime. IAt's hitch-hike a hundred mF#7iles. I'm A Arag-A-muffin CBmhild. PEointed finger, painted smile. I leAft my shadow waiting down the A7road for me a while. ClDoudy, My thoughts are scattered and they're clouGdy. They have no borders, Dno bF#7oundarDdimies. TAhey echo and they sF#7well, From TolAstoy to TinkerBmbell, DEown from Berkeley to Carmel. Got Asome pictures in my pocket and a A7lot of time to k**l. I haven't seen you in a lGong time. Why don't you show your face and beDnd F#7my mDdimind? ThAese clouds stick to the sF#7ky, Like a flAoating question, Bmwhy? AEnd they linger there to die. AThey don't know where they're going, and my A7friend, neither do I. CloDudy, ClGoudy, CloDudy, GCloudy.