
I wrote many names in my sky
Like it was a blank canvas
I looked above and smile
“lucky me”, I thought.
I dreamed that those names
Would last for eternity
But as the clouds drove by
Many names got away
Driven away
Some without warning
Some without fighting
Some to weak to be able to divide
And multiply...
Most of them
Gone
Without looking back
I looked above and cried
Now my altar has my name only
And as the clouds drive by
I look above and smile
'Cause my name is mine only
But I know that
There are skies with it written
Wherever he makes sense
And I'm proud to say
That my name divides
To multiply
Uses the clouds to travel
And not to run
From my blank canvas to every one's,
Up there
On the stairway to heaven......
“Yes, there are two paths you can go by
But in the long run
Theres still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder. “