I'm still here!
You're looking the wrong way
-by accident, I presume
I see your looks to surfaces and material
-I suppose it's me you're looking for
Because you've stared so many times

All you have to do is look up to the skies
But, you know that
-you've probably strained your neck, right?
I guess the trees and earth will do
But you never look, why is that?
I've sent winds and storms so trees wave to you
I'm here! Why don't you believe in me?