David Gates - Clouds

See the ^F+clouds adrift so ^F6far below ^{F+ F} Ever ^F+changing as they ^F6come and go ^{A7/E Cm/Eb} Makes me ^D7wonder why I'm u^Gmp so high When ^Gm7really I am ^Cdown so low ^{Bb C Bb F}

Of all the ^F+wonders I was ^F6one allowed ^{F+ F} I think that ^F+I would always ^F6choose a cloud ^{A7/E Cm/Eb} Always ^D7brings my feelings ^Gmright out loud ^BbWhether I'm ^Cashamed or proud ^{Gm C Bb F}

On this ^Gmairplane ^Amcomin' ^Bbmaj7home to you ^F Sometimes I ^Gmthink I've ^Amflown my^Bbmaj7 whole life through My ^Ebmaj7whole life...thr^D7susough ^D7/C As I ^Bbwing ^F/Amy ^Gmway ^G7/Bto you^{C Bb C Bb F}

See the ^F+clouds they're giving ^F6life below ^{F+ F} In colors ^F+that the canvas ^F6cannot show ^{A7/E Cm/Eb} Keeping ^D7secrets no one ^Gmelse could know For ^BbI'm the one who ^Ctold them so ^{Gm C Bb F}

Now and ^Gmthen I ^Am7get up c^Bbmaj7lose to you ^F I'd like to ^Gmstay but ^Am7I'm just p^Bbmaj7assing through So I'll ^Gmhave ^F/Ato s^Bbay goodb^Cye Un^Gmtil ^F/Anext t^Bbime I^C f^Fly ^{F+ F F+ F}