Your blue vein that I traced
On that cold night in my place
Wanted me to say how I ached for you
I said, “No, it's just a passing cloud!”

The secret smiles that we shared
But gave no other
Goaded me to speak of how I wanted you
I said, “No, it's just a passing cloud!”

The lovely girl that I met last Saturday
Was curious to know if I was still in love with you
I said, “No, it's just a passing cloud!”
“No. No. No, no, no! It's just a passing cloud!”