Cloudsitting

Don't go, I'm just waiting for the right time
Big clouds sitting quiet on a glass shelf in the sky
You said I'm an adult, not a lover
And then you watched me drop my beating heart

But I don't know I've gotten old
The night was warm and now it's cold
The butterflies, they circle round
Lifting me up off the ground

Do you dream in color when you dream of love
I think in black and white, it's probably my OCD
You spend every afternoon cloudsitting
All so you can stop my beating heart

But I don't know I'm growing old
The night was warm and now it's cold
The butterflies, they circle round
Lifting me up off the ground

Do you dream in color when you dream of love
I think in black and white, it's probably my OCD
You spend every afternoon cloudsitting
All so you can stop my beating heart



Credits
Writer(s): Amanda Steckler
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