• I sleep upon these clouds, so high.
    I'm not willing to come down, and why?
    Well, for one, thing the world is so cruel today,
    All I want to do is relax my whole day away.

    Why must I, to the worlds' tune bend?
    Why must I have to make these people "friends"?
    Why must I be encumbered with their hate?
    Why must I? Because it is your fate?

    I sleep upon this cloud not willing to wake,
    I shall lie here until someone comes who can relate.
    I will not move, for this worlds' fate to be death,
    Death in which I would like to cheat.

    So I sleep here upon this cloud so high,
    Just day dreaming about the sky.