I Used To Think

I used to be so much in love, Peace arrived on the wings of doves. Now it all has gone away, Sorrow lives in the words I say. I used to see so very much, Now it feels I’m out of touch. All the beauty turns to black, I only want the colors back. I used to welcome every day, When I was lost I found my way. Now the sky is dark and gray, I dream about yesterday. I used to hear a melody, Coming from the birds I see. Now I just can’t hear the song, With it happiness has gone. I used to think I’d be alright. The dawn would brighten up the night. I seem to lose some of my fight. I look but see I have no sight.