Clouds are dreams passing by
You let the sunshine fill your eyes
When you’re on an awesome ride
In an air-conditioning breeze
35 degrees in sweaty tees
The office far away from me
Round the corner, hold on tight
Colorful graffiti to the right
This city is mine tonight
I wish I could go back in time somehow
Shinjuku station, Bia hoi, Plaza Grau,
Anything to get me out of now
But all I can do is stare outside
Look at clouds passing by
And dream about an awesome ride
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