High above the clouds Songtext
von UnisSon 80s

The window fogs, the kettle sighs
Another Thursday night alone
The radio plays soft and low
A voice I almost used to know
I trace the glass and watch the street
The city sleeps beneath my feet
And somewhere in the quiet air
I start to drift, I start to dare

And the room lets go, the walls grow thin
I feel the ceiling lifting slow
A little space to breathe again
A little room to let it go


High above the clouds tonight
Where the silence feels just right
I can see the roads I never chose
The lives I almost lived and those
I left behind without a sound
High above the clouds, I′m found
Up here, the weight is almost gone
And everything is possible 'til dawn

I see a town I never moved to
A door I never walked right through
A version of myself who stayed
Who never ran, who never swayed
He′s got my hands, he's got my eyes
But not my habit of goodbyes
And I wonder if he's happier
Or just a different kind of tired

And the room lets go, the walls grow thin
I feel the ceiling lifting slow
A little space to breathe again
A little room to let it go


High above the clouds tonight
Where the silence feels just right
I can see the roads I never chose
The lives I almost lived and those
I left behind without a sound
High above the clouds, I′m found
Up here, the weight is almost gone
And everything is possible ′til dawn

But the kettle clicks, the dream steps back
The window's cold against my hand
I′m still here in this small flat
With yesterday I understand
The clouds don't keep me, they just show
The ground I still can choose to know
Not escape, just a wider view
A quieter way of seeing through

High above the clouds, I see
The man I was, the man I′ll be
Not every road is closed tonight
Some are just too far from sight
I'll take one step, then one step more
The sky is not a closing door
Up here, I finally understand
Tomorrow fits inside my hand
High above the clouds
High above the clouds

I can breathe
I can believe
High above the clouds

High above the clouds