[Verse] I saw the sun dip low like a shy hello Fingers tracing shapes in a lazy glow The sky was a canvas but I let it go
[Chorus] Clouds in my hands they slip right through No matter how tight I hold the blue I can't keep them can't make them stay Clouds in my hands they float away
[Verse 2] A breeze whispered secrets I couldn't hear The kind that dissolve when they get too near Time’s a thief with a crooked leer
[Prechorus] But oh how I try To bottle the sky
[Chorus] Clouds in my hands they slip right through No matter how tight I hold the blue I can't keep them can't make them stay Clouds in my hands they float away
[Bridge] Maybe they belong to the wind Maybe they’re never mine to begin A dream you chase but can’t pin
Stile di musica
soft rock, soulful, warm, with a hammond organ weaving through gentle electric guitar riffs and brushed drums for a smooth, laid-back vibe, soft