The clouds

Sometimes when I'm in the car riding along
I look up and it's grey and pouring
It brings a smile to my face
I know it shouldn't
I should want to go out and play in the sun
I should want to feel the warmth on my face
But the rain is home to me
I've lived in the desert all my life
So that shouldn't be true
But it is
It brings me joy
It makes me feel safe
Every single day I wish for rain
And sometimes that wish comes true
But sometimes
I have another wish pertaining to weather
Sometimes I wish I could be a cloud
And just float there high in the sky
Going from bright white
To a deep grey
Id search far and wide
For that romantic soul that matches mine
For that girl
Who sees the clouds and smiles
Who hears the drops and dances
Who catches a wiff of that specific smell
And she just collapses with pure joy
And when I find her
I will rain down
Into her arms
And ask her
To evaporate into the clouds with me
So we can finally be free
Together