Ronnie G. Leonard

THE SKY

Another year has passed me by.
And no matter how hard I try
I never forget my love for the sky

I can’t figure it out, what’s it all about
The autorotation that will make you shout
The joy in my heart and the wind in my face
The adrenaline rush that just took place

Will I ever, before I die,
Give up my love for the sky?

To push a Huey to the edge
To drag its skids through the hedge
To sail so high through the billowing mist
Just to get an Angels kiss

Will I ever, before I die,
Give up my love for the sky?

To feel again the taste of steel
The tracers flying that make you squeal
Pulling triggers to the max
Loading rockets, watching tachs

Will I ever, before I die,
Give up my love for the sky?