Fly With Me

With this day we move forward, a span of time flowing.
A river rich and deep, swift and showing.
Where you've been and where you're going.

Walk with me at my side, Run to me, arms open wide,
Ride, come ride with me.

The sky of day or night, cool, full and ready.
Differ only in light beams, streams flowing and steady.
Filling with colour bright, blue and ready.
The bird soars so free in the sky.
From the river to the sea aloft the blue up high.
Imagine you and me where we'd go if we could fly.

Soar with me if you can, fly, Fly with me if you know, why,High, up high with me.

Rising higher and higher taking our breath away.
The colour bluer and bluer with night becoming day.
Again the night faster and faster, the moments fade away.
Then landing we look upon the water so blue.
Staring back are images of me and of you.
Quivering reflections with each breath new.
The flowing hue takes our images in time.
Leaving only memories that are sure to rhyme.
Of you joining me in flight ready to climb.

So I ask, stand with me as time goes by,Together we'll walk, run and finally fly.
High, up high my friend with me.