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