Clouds Lyrics - Singles - Devil Sold His Soul

Put down the idea that I'm broken 

The idea that you're not real 

The idea that you can change 

Change to you is no more than a new lie 

Flowers unfold to show us a beautiful play 

Is this not always who we are? 

To keep this motion going is so selfish 

Flowers unfold to show a beautiful charade 

Let's dance on more time 

You fill this empty heart