Grey Skies
the water gently taps my face, as a stranger does an open door
I lye on that shower floor
thinking
dreaming
....crying
loving u
i feel like theres no one else to turn to
no where else to look
no where else to look but the sky
but all i see are clouds and nothing more
all i see are grey skies,..raging eyes
what have i become
what has this world become
we can change it
our love can overcome the toughest of obsticles
..but your blinded..
blinded by the grey skies
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