above the sky
burning my heart won't make you win
I will be here, standing on the edge
waiting for the wind
to take me with her wings
flying above the sky
carrying my tears , to give them to the clouds
my pain 's washing by the rain
each sad moment is going away
reviving my happy days
these wounds are going to heal
indeed I need to fly away
carrying all the past wounds,with me
I will give them to the clouds again
to wash the rest of my wounds
feeling alright
leaving to another place
where, my past and my future have gone away .
by memo89