As the dark clouds roll by
I will hold my tongue.
And hide under my covers.
I will grant your wish.
And hope you are happy.
I will turn my face.
And look away from the ugliness.
I will do my part.
And start a new beginning.
I will stand for what i believe.
And pray that i am right.
I will let the birds soar.
And roam the skies freely.
I will sit quietly.
And enjoy the tranquility.
I will stare out into the blue.
And drown within its vastness.
I will lie upon the sand.
And bask in the glorious sun.
I will roam the chilly streets.
And warm myself with coffee.
I will wake up in a foreign land.
And know that i am far away.
I will learn independence.
And pat myself for it.
I will forget.
Cause i respect your wishes.