I reach the top of a hill,
I sit to think and dream.
As I look into the sky.
I see the sunset touch the top of the trees,
And the moon peek through the pink, puffy clouds.
Every thought in my head soon reaches a bridge.
The bridge cannot be crossed.
This is the bridge that all previous thoughts get lost and forgotten at.
As all the thoughts leave my head,
I look upon the nights first star.
I announce my wish, hoping it will gladly be granted.
But I doubt it will be,
I doubt it will ever reach the sky.
It will be lost in between here and Heaven.
Lost in between Earth and The Kingdom.
