Passing “Clouds”…

I am down on my knees again
Begging the sky not to take her away
The person is as soft as a white cloud
As the wind blows, it’ll take you to somewhere far away…

Even though I reached my hand out to you
My heart will always be a passer-by and nothing else
Just like your tears
It will slowly dry up one day
You, who, not knowing anything
What else can I do?…