If you find that one day
The
bluesky has gone away
Or on
misfortune's toes you tread
And lose yourself in a
spider's
web.
Here's a glint of what was before
So that the skies will blue once more:
Keep the
Hope, and please don't
cry
So, like the wind, in the the highest blue sky
We can find you
soaring up there
And we'll always
remember you no matter
where
- November 1987