Who's Rafting Now?

Long ago and far away I met a man of interest.
He introduced me to his wife, and later on his mistress.
Now I don't mind a joke or two and surely love to laugh,
But one day he was caught with me inside his private raft.

We sailed along a line of clouds and watched the birds soar by.
The sun did make it's way along, caressed by every sigh.
Until the rain came pouring down, it sending us below.
Forget the raft, forget the man, it's time for me to go.