Story Behind the Song
This is one of the first songs that I wrote (1978). About a life changing loss of a romantic relationship at an early age.
Lyrics
[instrumental introduction]
Theres a memory of your face in my pocket,
An image of our flight into the sun,
I guess our love must have gotten too hot babe,
Now I just hope what is done is done.
(What is done is done).
You are as beautiful a person can be, baby,
There could never be another you (Not for me).
You gave to me as a little child, my girl,
What no other woman could ever do.
(I love you).
Chorus: And I will sail the troubled skyways,
With my wings out pushing hard,
And I will fly like a soul (fly like a soul) going higher and higher,
Baby, Im going to reach the PAINTED SKIES.
Babe, you will never know, just how true Ive been,
And possibly you would not really care,
But, with the beauty you have shown me,
My Love, I could never share.
Chorus: And I will sail the troubled skyways,
With my wings out pushing hard,
And I will fly like a soul (fly like a soul) going higher and higher,
Baby, Im going to reach the Painted Skies.
PAINTED SKIES!
[instrumental-harmonica solo].
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