In the womb of winter, summer seems a myth In my desperation I throw my faith into the wind Born to a world where it is fine just to fit in From the cradle to the grave, it never ends
Someday, someday in a cloud of gray I will, I'll make my great escape, yes
So many ways to walk upon the earth I trace my footsteps to the place of my birth So what do you do with all your precious time So many ways, in which to reach for the sky
Someday, someday in a cloud of gray I will, I'll make my great escape Someday, someday in a cloud of gray I will, I'll make my great escape, yes
Say, little bit by little bit Someday
I may be weary but I am not weak I can sing a song of suffering Baby, a song on song is Dancing on the tip of your tongue
My salivation's ahead of me I can feel it calling me I know they aye, I know they aye Will be ready
Someday, someday in a cloud of gray I will, I'll make my great escape Someday, someday, yes, in a cloud of gray I will, I'll make my great
Someday, yes, in a cloud of, in a cloud of I will make my great, yes Someday, yes, in a cloud, in a cloud of I will make my great