the clouds that rise above the shore,
flost swiftly by and forevermore,
shall be a part of the nature in me,
the really wants to make you see,
that life is really a silent storm,
that rages when your in the norm,
and trying to hide what is really there,
moving around and really doesn't care.
why don't you belive me now?
and will you ever really know how,
to love me with your whole heart in mind,
and will you ever really find,
the way to do this without hurt,
and will I ever be alert,
to the fact that you and I,
shall see the clounds way up high,
and will be different forevermore,
adifferent sea, and a different shore.