I say I can and if I do

What's right to me is wrong to you

For what I see I do not know

And what I know is nothing, so

Incredulous, are my large eyes

Of which I do survey the skies

And if I spot a single cloud

I think myself as so profound

But, what is it, but a whisp

An ambience of selfish greys

That, to me, cannot foretell

Why I am captured by their spell

I'm tempted by the soft azure

The muted sun, it's all so pure

A scene of poised serenity

And Earth observes it longingly

And what I know is nothing, so

For what I see I do not know

What's right to me is wrong to you

I say I can and if I do

The sky will be my eyes to you