” WHEN THE SKY TALKS “

WHEN THE SKY TALKS

I went upstairs to look at the sky
When there is not much light
I went upstairs to sing
So the bright star shines again

I saw that wind comb through my hair
And heard it talk to me
Through narrows whooshes of sweetheart songs
And pushed me there again

WHEN THE SKY TALKS

I remembered our unbroken love
Talks all so smooth so brave
We kept it low for so much long
Now there’s not much to say

This night brought light into my mind
I sang and cried again
If time comes soon we see the noon
I hope you’re still not there

ORIGINAL QUILLS

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WHEN THE SKY TALKS ORIGINAL QUILLS WHEN THE SKY TALKS

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