I'll wait for you in the changing skies,
Colors are mixing, forming, some meeting their demise,
No one will catch me,
 And when you are ready
 We can find each other again.

Until then i'll watch the pinks, the oranges and the blues,
i'll think of us, i'll think of you,
I'll keep our dreams in a sturdy basket,
I'll watch as they lower the weightless casket,
Tears are shed, and hopes are gone,
I smile still, as they play our song

Fifty years later i watch again
Colors exploding like a ball-point pen
The sky acting as heavens cover,
As the clouds reunite my dream-like lover