CLOUDS

As my mind bends clouds into dreams that I like
As the sun disappears into the night I look and you have gone
Then I hear you calling to me in the distance
Yet can't you see I'm resisting the whisperings of your mind

And as the cry of war racks my brain
I realize men don't love the same
Maybe I'll make it to the summer rain
Or maybe I'll lose my mind insane trying

The paperflag flies high over the soldiers grave
Let's see what mistake the young boy made was his life really done
In another land a flower drips in the morning dew
It's been thousands of years since I've seen you, you know that it's true

And as the cry of war racks my brain
I realize men don't love the same
Maybe I'll make it to the summer rain
Or maybe I'll lose my mind insane trying

I'm walking down by the banks of the river
??? see you standing there
The gypsy tells the future of a dying man
Yet he'll never understand what he's dying for

And as the cry of war racks my brain
I realize men don't love the same
Maybe I'll make it to the summer rain
Or maybe I'll lose my mind insane trying

 


Song Informationen:
Im Jahre 1968 von Bruce Springsteen geschrieben. .