Open Sky

Our love is like the open sky
I try to make things right
But our way is fine
We are moving like the wind, so ever it turns

When I am not there but you're so alive
Things are not what they seem
There are so few reasons we need an answer for
We can only say 'I don't know why'

Our time cannot be seen or described
We see what we believe
But things are growing, the seeds I cared for
Oh well, they each comе up from the ground