he sits in silence looking out the window
watching the clouds pass by
a girl passes slowly in the distance
too far to make a mending contact
too far to share a warming smile
too far to lift a sunken spirit
wishing only to fly
he watches as she shuffles like in a trance
he wonders if she sees the sky
with the clouds passing by
he hopes she would only look his way
over here... over here... over here
her head is down, never looking up
he sits in silence looking out the window
watching the clouds pass by