High up,
I'm a sky,
where dreams learn to fly,
On the low,
I'm the same sky,
which also cry,
tears like rain,
to heal the pain.
On the brightest days,
I'm a sky,
which carries the sun,
to which sunflower is attracted to,
On the darkest nights,
I'm the same sky,
which carries the moon,
to which the wolfs howl to,
High up,
I'm a sky,
where dreams learn to fly,
On the low,
which also cry.
Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 3:25 AM UTC
High up,
I'm a sky,
where dreams learn to fly,
On the low,
I'm the same sky,
which also cry,
tears like rain,
to heal the pain.
On the brightest days,
I'm a sky,
which carries the sun,
to which sunflower is attracted to,
On the darkest nights,
I'm the same sky,
which carries the moon,
to which the wolfs howl to,
High up,
I'm a sky,
where dreams learn to fly,
On the low,
which also cry.