Speak to the sky whenever things go wrong,
and you'll know you're not talking |: to the air :|
And the world will look better from up there (fine 1)
Speak to the sky 'cause things can get you down
And you'll know when you're talking |: to the Lord :|
The world will look better than before.
And if I stumble and it seems that I am blind,
or if the road I'm on seems awful hard to find
And though my conversation doesn't always rhyme
I always try to find some time to...
Speak to the sky and tell you how I feel,
and to know sometimes what I say ain't right
It's all right, 'cause I speak to the sky every night (fine 2)
dal $egno al fine (1)
da capo al fine (2)
|: And the world will look better from up there :|