When I was young

When I was young I wondered why I couldn't reach up and touch the sky I thought I only had to grow tall I couldn't touch it because I was small But then I grew up And I came to understand The sky wasn't something you could touch with your hand My dreams of reaching the sky diminished And I felt my longing Was truly finished But now I find Since I've grown old My dreams have changed Not  raw and bold the longing wasn't wrong It was something true On a different plane what I needed to do                                     Reach to the very top                                     Of my existence here                                      Hold myself upright                                      Hold this earth dear                                       For the sky is such                                        A beautiful thing                                    Seen from down here                                  It makes your heart sing