This is the blue of the sky, and this is the road that cuts
through the blue of the sky. This is my heart, and this
is the love that embraces my heart.
I stopped to share the moment,
to engage in reality and dreams,
scripted to the heavens, our love
in its immortality.
The day was quickly passing, the
farmer knew it well, returning upon
his tractor, he waved his last farewell.
I glanced over my shoulder at the
long and winding road and I knew
how far we traveled and how much
further we had to go.
I teared at all the yesterdays we had
no chance to see and than as quickly
as they had fallen, they dried and to
my heart was disbelief.
I saw something magnificent, it was
in the skies of blue, indelible the writing,
were the words, I love you.