I need to dry my eyes,

So I’m looking to the sky.

If I don’t

How will I get by?

The blue sky too bright to turn away

It reminds me that after this night passes, it will be day.

Truth be told sometimes I can’t stand the wait,

And that leaves me in a fragile state

That’s no debate.

I hate to wait.

Looking to the Sky

I know exactly why.

He’s right by my side.