The blues. On the Roof...

Verse 1
I'm on the roof, the sky so close to me,
I reach for clouds with feather-light fingertips.
They're soft enough to shape into my dreams,
Into the things my restless heart desires.
(Into everything I've longed to hold — )
(Into the things my soul has always known.)
     Chorus
           Love from the clouds,
           Friendship  from the storm.
           No wind can blow them far away—
           They find the way
           Straight to my heart,
           And there they'll always stay.
           Love from the clouds,
           Friends from the storm,
           Hope from the morning light,
           Dreams that keep me warm.
             (And I keep holding on.)
Verse 2
Everyone looks up and sees the grey,
White mountains drifting through the day.
They know the rain, the snow, the hail—
But I know clouds can tell a different tale.
(Clouds can shape a dream — )
(Clouds can shape tomorrow — )
(And I believe in that.)
     Chorus
           Love from the clouds,
           Friendship  from the storm.
           No wind can blow them far away—
           They find the way
           Straight to my heart,
           And there they'll always stay.
           Love from the clouds,
           Friends from the storm,
           Hope from the morning light,
           Dreams that keep me warm.
             (And I keep holding on.)
     Bridge
         Look up…
         Isn't it beautiful?
         Look up...
         Isn't it enough?
         Everything changes,
         Clouds keep drifting by,
         But the sky stays free —
         And so do you and I.
         (And so am I.)
Verse 3
When I look up into the sky,
I always find your face nearby.
Even when the sun forgets to shine,
There's still enough to shape — and it is mine.
There's still enough to shape my world,
There's still enough to shape tomorrow,
There's still enough to believe.
I'm shaping love from clouds,
I'm shaping friendship from the wind.
(Not from the cold.)
(And I will shape it again.)
     Chorus
          Love from the clouds,
          Friendship  from the storm.
          No wind can blow them far away—
          They find the way
          Straight to my heart,
          And there they'll always stay.
          Love from the clouds,
          Friends from the storm,
          Hope from the morning light,
          Dreams that keep me warm.
            (And I keep holding on.)
Outro
I'm on the roof…
With just my fingertips
I could almost touch the moon.
But I'll keep shaping love from clouds.
Because some things never fade…
As long as the sky,
As long as the clouds,
As long as love remembers us —
   (And I will remember too.)

15.07.2026
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