Ask Me Why

Pitter - patter, the rain fell,

heavenly, the earth smell.

Ask me why I love dancing in the rain?

Perhaps coz it's one of the things that kept me sane.

Far as my vision, white covered the ground,

peace, my heart felt in the silent sound .

Ask me why I love being in the misty mountains?

Perhaps coz it keeps me from my pain.

Colours paint the canvas so high, birds fill it with their lovely voice,

longing to conquer the world above is my choice.

Ask me why I love looking up at the seamless sky?

Perhaps coz aim of my life is pretty high.