When I pretend I'm gay, I never feel that way. I'm only painting the clouds with sunshine. When I hold back a tear, just to make a smile appear, I'm only painting the clouds with sunshine. Painting the blues, beautiful hues, colored with gold and old rose, playing the clown, trying to drown all of my woes. Though things may not look bright, they'll all turn out all right, if I keep painting the clouds with sunshine. Pretend you're gay, feel that way, just keep on painting the clouds with sunshine. Hold back a tear, make a smile appear, I'll just keep painting the clouds with sunshine. Painting the blues, beautiful hues, colored with gold and old rose, playing the clown, trying to drown all of my woes. Though things may not look bright, they'll all turn out all right, if I keep painting the clouds with sunshine. Hey there, just paint up the clouds, just keep painting the clouds. Yes, I'll keep painting the clouds, paint them with sunshine.