Clouds

clouds
By Dean Jones

(chorus)
Roll over on your back now
Tell me what you see in the clouds

I see….. (whatever you see in the clouds)

Take your time and see what comes
You can’t force the imagination
Good things come to those who wait
Every diner will find it’s plate
You can share your point of view
Not everyone’s gonna agree with you
Let the clouds do their thing
Sing what you see and see what you sing