Flying High Up In The Sky

Flying high up in the sky,
Watching the clouds just pass you by,
This what it feels like when you’re free,
This is what I used to feel when it was you and me,
The wind separates each strand of your greasy hair,
And you suddenly realize that there’s no one else out there,
You close your eyes and feel the warmth of the sun,
You take a deep breath and pray that this isn’t done,
You’re so high up you can see the stars,
You can see the moon and you can see mars,
Now you slowly descend back from where you came,
But no matter what the memories will always remain.