I Will Catch A Cloud

I will catch a cloud up on the high there In its murky fluffy and all going day Around circling to places everywhere They don't wait a minute on their long way I'll wake up in the morning to find a new And never stop trying to wonder too high The clouds are always on time coming through On to sky in dimming winter's lullaby There is nothing like fresh air in cold stream Going through the day and night on its weightless With the rising to new day breaking beam When the new in the morning you caress Every going day is another carrying Various hazy mists through the sky varying