(Françoise Hardy) adaptation anglaise Pierre Tubbs

You try to speak to him, he never says a word
You think he listens but does he ever hear
And when he looks at you, he's talking with his eyes
But does he see you there and does he really care ?

You're walking slowly and you want to hold him tight
You turn to see him and he's vanished in the night
He's going to hurt you and then he will make you cry
One day you'll understand, he'll take you by the hand
You'll be walking in the sky

He's drifting oh so high, you're with him don't you ask him why
The clouds are passing by in the sky.