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.