There is a patch of sky
That I know better
Than any student of the weather

I know every mood
And every color
From grey brood
To amber wonder

Musing whiffs
of white and grey
Purple pride
That fades away


But the sky was never mine
The storms go rolling by
The Mornings turn to blue
The afternoon tired sighs
Noons scorching golden hues
The thunder roars and fades
And blackness veils it all
As the stars and moon parade

You are my patch of sky
Amidst the joy and pain
I love watching our lives
Shine as the weathers change
And when the night is nigh
Our memories like stars
Remind me that this sky
Was never mine but ours.