Be My Sky
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If I told you my dreams,
would you laugh at what they are?
For, to many it would seem,
I follow a wayward star.
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Or can you see as I do,
the future not cast in stone?
Like the sun in sky true blue,
am I left to rise alone?
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These unshared things,
are like a secluded beach.
And my shiny brass ring,
seems so hard to reach.
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I’d love to have a hand to hold,
as I find my way down life’s road.
But if my hopes seem to bold,
then nothing tried is nothing owed.
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You don’t have to think I’ll make it,
just believe that I should try.
If dreams are to be forfeit,
then I am the wrong guy.
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So, with you or without you,
I must continue as I roam.
If to myself I must be true,
my dreams must find their home.
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But if you see my silly dreams,
as something that must be done,
travel this wayward road with me,
be the sky to my rising sun!
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that’s a wonderful invite –
Thank you, Beth!
Yes true to yourself
Thank you Athira!
You’re always welcome Brad
Beautiful 🌹
Thank you G! 😘
Stunning, Brad! You are such an inspiration!! 😍
Thank you Kristian! Have a happy Thanksgiving!
This is a brilliant piece of work Brad! love it! ❤
Thank you so much, Shruti!
Beautiful my friend, quite a song of love. Great work!
Thank you, Francisco!
My pleasure Brad, you are very welcome!