When the sky was grey, I'd think of you
my skies appeared a brilliant blue.....
the thought of you holding me tight,
made the shining stars appear so bright.....
When the day was over, time to rest
my soul was filled with happiness.....
My love for you felt so right,
it made the shining stars burn bright.....
In my life, I had you
to make my skies a brilliant blue.....
I looked up at the sky today,
the brilliant blue turned to grey.....
I looked up at the sky tonite,
the shining stars weren't burning bright.....
The day is over, time to rest,
in my soul, just emptiness.....
In the morning, when I wake,
another day my heart will ache.....
I need to know that you're alright,
to make the shining stars burn bright.....
In my life, I need you
to make my skies a brilliant blue.....
The day that you come back to me
will be the most brilliant blue my skies can be.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Joyce Wow I like this one, nice work