Cotton clouds against a pale blue sky,

touch them not for burst they might

like my dreams of broad daylight,

Cotton clouds against a pale blue sky.

Touch them not for burst they might

bubbles that dance on the merry wave

akin the thoughts in my mind’s cave,

Touch them not for burst they might.

Bubbles that dance on the merry wave,

much like life, an illusion, a deception,

what is it, if not hallucination

Bubbles that dance on the merry wave.

Much like life, an illusion, a deception,

cotton clouds against a pale blue sky,

subtle breeze that rushes past by,

Much like life, an illusion, a deception,

Cotton clouds against a pale blue sky,

touch them not for burst they might,

like my dreams of broad daylight,

Cotton clouds against a pale blue sky.