I know that you don't need me,
I cannot make you cry.
I know that you have freed me,
So I am free to die.
A rather useless creature,
I was your ugly cloud:
No sun, no rain, no picture,
Just words, and words too loud.
I know you will forget me -
The thing i'm waiting for.
This vague command will let me
Leave this attractive store.
To make your morning sunny,
A cloud drifts off your sky.
Whatever happens, honey,
I will not make you cry.