Sometimes I lie in the grass,
I stare up at the sky,
I look at the clouds,
And they look back at me,
I smell the scent of the flowers,
And they remind me of you,
I think of you,
What are you doing?
How is your life?
And I drift away,
I hope,
I dream,
I wish,
And I wonder,
And I can only ponder...
Are you thinking of me, too?
