When I look up at clouds

When I look up at clouds
at first I see smoke,
or maybe a giant
just floating there.
But soon enough I see things change
and I find myself looking at your face
with smiling eyes as the birds sing just for you.

When I look out my window
and watch people pass by,
it's not long before not all of them are strangers
as I see you slip passed in the crowd.
And when I look again you're never there,
not until I look away.

Staring at the flames of a well built fire,
listening to the wood burn and getting lost in thought,
I'm dreaming of things to say to you
and it feels so natural that you should be there
that I find I say them anyways.

When it starts to rain I begin to wish.
I wish I could be wrapping you in my coat
where we would keep each other warm.
I wish we could find someplace dry,
Somewhere to weather the storm.