The skies are gray and so is my spirit
Lost in all the convictions that failed
And though my lady would not like to hear it
It’s possible all our ships may have sailed
I fought for her because I believed in her passion
I fought for her for the thrill of the dreams
I believed that we would never fall from fashion
But is this sweet girl what she seems?
And in this world even love can die
Dreams can crash into the finest dust
You’re left begging for all the reasons why
When there is nothing left of the tree of trust
So I call out into yon gray sky
As I chase the fragments of my true love
I reach for hope through the tears I cry
And beseech all the heavens above
I pray dear God, rekindle this flame
Deny my grief its bark and bite
Quench the strife my spirit cant tame
Keep my dream and love in sight.
