made it love me. I made the sky warm with
warmth and passion.
I have touched the sky and . . .
I have broken its heart
I have made it cry the tears of
A million years.
Even in the beginning I made the sky want
me.
I have touched the sky and made it wish
that its feelings were clear
I have kissed the sky and
made it love me.
I made the sky warm with
warmth and passion.
I have rapped my small arms around it and
made it think of those days when it
was alone and cold.
The sky and I have had our times but now
it's time to let go.