I'm walking down the street and look up to the sky
It is dark and the clouds are fat
I'm hugging my self try to heal the cold
I wonder if someone does the same
Stare at the sky, and feel what I've felt
When later the sunshine is back
Could I see the persons who have left?
Or maybe got a clue about the one who did the same
Is it possible the sky being an invisible gate?
Between me and you... them and us...