Through time and time I found the skies
all blue and high, all mighty calm.
But just today I saw a cloud
and now I fear a storm will follow.

Back in time when you were mine
I felt anchored, in a weatherless ride. 
There were no inclemencies,
and no foul times.

Now you are gone,
never to come back again
and all I think about 
is how again I fly away.