Siting here my head in the sky,
listening to nothingness in my head.
imagination touching the sky,
creativity soaring ahead.

Loveing the feeling of being high,
the love eminating hum.
Taking in a deep, longing sigh,
as it all starts to bum.

Flying low under the trees,
tire me out in any way.
give it too me witout making me flee.
treat me right and friends we'll stay.