Clouds that gather,
Over this place,
So close to the thoughts,
Of return from darkness.
It was a place,
That had it all,
That city of dreams,
Where all the dreams hung,
Hung right on the clouds.
Clouds that gather,
Over this place,
So close to the thoughts,
Of return from darkness.
It was a place,
That had it all,
That city of dreams,
Where all the dreams hung,
Hung right on the clouds.