He Loves the Sky

Once upon a long time ago
I knew a fearless boy
With his curly hair, his loving smile
could turn most any eye
And his boyhood fascination was on the cloudy sky
You could talk to him but he’d just grin and gaze into the light

I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t know why

I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t know why

No I don’t know why
I don’t know why
He loves the sky

And he always made me wonder
just what he saw up there
It was like his lunges were holy, never made for earthly air
And his house was down on Cherry Street
But his home was far away
And he said his smile’s growing cause we’re coming to that day

No I don’t know why
I don’t know why
He loves the sky