I do not know why,
there are spots in the sky,
or why it isn’t always blue,
But I think I like,
this light in your eyes,
where sunshine falls on you.
The gateway to the portal of your thoughts are closed,
leaving you alone with your dreams and their shadows,
behind the bars of your mind.
With our spirits free,
we soar above the tallest trees,
trying to catch that cloud of our dreams.