real skies
aren't painted blue.

Like the poet needs the pain,
like the vast oceans and seas 
need the rain,
like the rainbow is nothing without the colours,
like all the kids are the no-ones without their mothers,
like that I am without you,
for you are the light when the darkness comes,

you are the vast universe
to show that my love is immense,
you are that one missing needed piece,
you are what makes my life complete,
and in your words I find comfort,
in your love I find myself,
I am now happy to be me,
an' I wish to be just no one else,
for I have discover that beauty lies in you,
I have discovered that the real skies aren't painted blue,
I have discovered that storms dont come only with clouds,
I have discovered that without rain,
that signifies pain,
you cannot live completely
and start again,
be happy with what God gave you
do not change, but always improve,
for if you go away from the real you,
it's yourself that you'd finally lose,
and when love comes in any form accept it,
when someone tries you,
prove yourself,
for when you stand up and you'd do it alone,
you'll realise there was no one else,
Thank God all throughout the way,
for love comes and there's a price to pay,
and remember that no matter what,
God will give you another sun,
for there are many people,
but for him you are just one,
look at the old ones holding hands,
and see the wrinkles of their smiles,
for they loved truly and they still do,
and I'd like to get older just loving you,
for I might become ugly and diseased,
but I shall never lose one word of yours,
you give my mechanical heart some grease,
you pump blood in it for it to survive,
for you love and your whole body,
I shall live and I shall strive,
for I know there might be many,
but there will never be anyone like me,
for I might get older by day,
but we will all, somehow do, finally,
and when the stars will stop shining,
I shall have the last and I will give it to you,
and you shall smile getting older,
and discover like me, that the real skies
aren't painted blue.