I watch the clouds

Drift and depart

Over my cityscape

And think of you

Not in terms of

Rude Boy or

Computer Blue

But how you

Have been

The ringing bell

For my life

Through thick

And thin

The voice

In my head

That kept me

Going strong

Between

Now and then

Right and wrong

The deepest

I've shared

With you

From cradle

To the grave

There is one voice

Left to save

One called Prince