We left the party at half past nine

Our friends are all out getting high

And the night is cold and miserable

But you've never looked so beautiful

With your jacket pulled up to your chin

Raindrops clinging to your skin

And your eyes are full of shooting stars

Reflected headlights from passing cars

And the cloud factories way up high

Paint a grey-smoke sunrise in the sky

And it comes to carry you away

With red ribbons and a black bouquet

I pass your gravestone on my way to school

Beside a white fence backyard swimming pool

Get to class, calm my shaking bruised up jaw

Fall asleep behind books about algebra

And i dream about a world where we both wake up

With sleepy eyes and coffee cups

And the cloud factories way up high

Paint pictures of us in the sky