touch the sky

[sonichiro]

o how i would love to one day touch the sky just to feel your holy prescence,
o how i would love to follow the stars just to meet you there, just to reach you there!

as i lay here huddled on the floor i cry out to you, my master!
are you pleased with me God, how i want you to be pleased with me.
don't forget me, don't miss me, don't pass me by! don't let me be forgotten in a sea of unfamiliar faces, don't let me be lost amongst the crowd, don't forget your servent, God!
i'm here and i'm waiting for the day you call me, the door won't open, and the train is leaving, don't forget me! i'm still here! i'm still here.

o how i would love to one day touch the sky just to feel your holy prescence,
o how i would love to follow the stars just to meet you there, just to reach you there!