See the white and fluffy clouds   Adore the sun   As he shines his light   On each and every one   Still, those clouds can hide his light   Till the day becomes like night   So my light heart would darken too   If I ever lost you      As the clouds begin to shed   Their tears of rain   So my aching heart would   Shed its tears of pain   Till that happy moment when   Darkened clouds roll by and then   White and fluffy clouds    Adore the sun once again      Cheryl's Solo:   When I was young   I'd long to touch a cloud   On my back on a bed of green   I'd contemplate the cloud scene   They would form themselves    into a lot o' different kinds o' pictures    Of the kind that pre-existed in my mind   Paintin' the kind o' scene   That I never saw on a wide screen   Look! Ain't that Moses on the mount!   There! Monte Christo an' a gallant count!   Four white horses and a coach   Proceeding madly to approach   the sunlit castle of his majesty the king      Isn't that a flying saucer   and a pilgrim out of Chaucer going by?   They're all right there in a cloud    Standing tall and proud   How thrilling to see!   A panorama that will never end   like the movies do   "Cause they're yours alone   an' under your direction   How'd y'like the movie   that was showin' t'day?   An' what a cast!   An' not only the casting   but a story full of glory everlasting   the errant, fluffy clouds   doing everything they have always done   Like adore the sun   Come out an' do their thing again      Stephane Grappelli/Stochelo Rosenberg Solo   See the white, fluffy clouds adore the sun   As he shines his light on each and every one   White and fluffy clouds adore the sun   Once again.