Sailing song

You and I, we are sailing
We're sailing across the sky alone
Trying to find the right romancing
trying to find the easy way home

The stars have all stopped shining
they're hidden behind the clouds of grey
Where is the light that shows the path
I think that it all has gone astray

Why is the temperature rising
with a need for me to sit down?
There's an urge to stay.
You simply get up and say
“Kiss me soft babe, you ain't leaving this town!”

Lovely, poetic and precious.
That's the way he describes me as to be.
I see the sky behind the clouds now
The sky is blue, as blue as can be.

(Although, I'm still sailing in the sky, without being able to see the blue behind the clouds. No lover for me yet.)