Hope

Arms spread out wide

  Wind in my face

The sky tonight my ride

   Free to fly to any place..

 

No storms to brave

   No rains to weather

Bright blue skies around

   No ropes no tether

 

Dark skies will always come by

   Our survival… impossible to visualize

Look at the skies, calling out to you

   Don't doubt… just surmise

 

For times always get better

   No matter how bad the pain

Wait for the day to soar again

   Gliding by a brand new sunrise..