All of these moments cling to each other
Just like a small boy clutches his mother
Maybe one day they'll go their own way

I keep linking the daisies into chains
I keep blinking to see if it all looks the same
Maybe one day they'll go their own way

Chorus:
Clouds form and disperse in the summer sky
Clouds form and disperse, and I don't know why

And nothing moves in a straight line, all these roads are not Roman
And the ruler rods of time are not fixed or frozen
Maybe one day they'll go their own way

I keep linking the daisies into chains
I keep blinking to see if it all looks the same
Maybe one day they'll go their own way

(Chorus)

All of these moments cling to each other
Just like a small boy clutches his mother
Maybe one day they'll go their own way

(Chorus)

I don't know why
I don't know why
I don't know why