Caught your picture   in a cloud formation.   Sleeping Michelangelo,   angel in a bed of snow   that's what you are.      Lift me up now don't explain.   Want you to come down like rain.   Oh the sight is amazing   when you're cloudgazing.      Move like a ghost train,   coming out of the station.   Smoke rings that you make for me   burn into a symphony of breathing stars.      Mountains hover in the air.   Godly faces unaware.   I feel so small in a good way,   when I'm cloudgazing.      Clouds have come   to welcome us   and tease us 'cause   we're animals   too much in love.      Caught your picture   in a cloud formation.