Cloudy -- the sky is grey and white and cloudy  Sometimes I think it's hanging down on me  And it's a hitch-hike a hundred miles  I'm a ragamuffin child  Pointed finger, painted smile  I left my shadow waitin' down the road for me a while  Cloudy -- my thoughts are scattered and they're cloudy  They have no borders, no boundaries  They echo and they swell  From Tolstoy to Tinkerbell  Down from Berkley to Carmell  Got some poems in my pocket  And a lot of time to kill  Hey sunshine  I haven't seen you in a long time  Why don't you show your face and bend my mind?  These clouds stick to the sky  Like a floating question why  And they linger there or die  They don't know where they're going  And, my friend, neither do I  Cloudy (repeat and fade)