Gray

There were piles of unseen troubles That opened this heart’s traveling bag And the reasons had their reasons Then new feelings set their flags I’d never tell someone to do it But I’d offer them an invite Understand things can look quite simple In the softened light of night Giving off no clue and feeling like they should But in the bright of morning Things simple in that moonlight Have a hard time conforming To ideas of wrong or right Still the world is shining And filled with radiant light Because those softened evenings Gave this heart a brand new life