Rain to bus to rain, pavement, and sky
Radio crackles a blue streak
These aching temples give no quarter
Long way to come to feel so meek
Don’t even know if you’re awake
But something in me says it just might take
Six months to notice that I left this week
Music filtered through the gauze of time
Exotic shadows smile at me
The diplomat bar asks no questions
‘Cause atmosphere is currency
It’s double what I can’t afford
Jetlag-wasted and a little bored
I find the elevator and my key
Heart full of clouds again
Head full of doubt
It’s been too long
For my excuses to ring true
Heart full of clouds
What did I get myself into?
Looking for a view not of you
Footsteps of an improbable past
Up a stairway that never ends
The top of the world knows no borders
And makes no enemies or friends
I wonder which you think I’d claim
Though being lonely was never my aim
How often do we get what we’d intend?
Heart full of clouds again
Head full of doubt
But then, they’ve wandered that way
More times than a few
Heart full of clouds
Until the reckoning is through
Looking for a view not of you
I’ll make my peace with this
Whatever else I do
Looking for a view not of you
