The Rutabega - I Am The Cloud

There's a light in a house
It is standing tall
It is bright and warm
I am the cloud
The both of you I am watching over

Not everyone is happy
With the way that things are going
Certain strings inside of me
Are breaking from the bowing

Little did we know
The consequences
Started to unfold
From the moment
I dropped your hand

The dream is dead
I saw it there
It was lying dead at the bottom of the stairs