The clouds

You promised me the clouds but all I got were the skies
You promised me the oceans but all I got were the tides
You promised me the world but all I got were your lies
I'm living with the hope of tomorrow
Suffering from the pain and the sorrow
From all the things you break or you borrow
My time will surely come to pass
But for now I am broken like glass
As I lay alone in the tall grass
I wish I was one of the clouds
Floating around and twisting in swirls and shrouds
Lightly coating the skies without the slightest of sounds
Though I wish you that weren't here
I feel envy not fear
Of a lone cloud in a sky so clear