Every Inch of Sky

Floating By


Looking up
Skies are blue
Clouds are small
And look like you
Hey I think I see me too
I'll come floating by

From the sky
We can see the green below
Rivers meet oceans
All the ant people will see us
Floating by

Winds might blow
And change our shapes
We'll turn into
Cheese and grapes
Spread on cirrostratus crepes
As we're floating by