Head Full of Clouds

I'm not high, well maybe a bit I'm just the kind of guy walking around With his head full of clouds man I'm straight, straight as a butterfly Flying around, laying eggs on different Colourful flowers man I was you there, standing in the rain But you were hold somebody else's umbrella man But, I'm so glad Now I've found that you're here for me But, I'm so glad Now I've found that you're here for me I don't mind, I think it's fine When you walk three paces you turn to see me But you don't even recognise me, do you? I am not a stalker, no I'm just admiring the one who walked out on me Without saying goodbye, goodbye, goodbye But, I'm so glad Now I've found that you're here for me But, I'm so glad Now I've found that you're here for me Yeah, yeah, yeah