As I drown my mind with guilt,
Then let it sink,
The clouds, gray and stormy, cry themselves To sleep
As I wake with conscious woe,
And eyes of everlasting pouring,
Those gray clouds scream, on this dark and Dreary morning
My heart aches,
Yet you only see a 'smile',
Can't you see? My eyes tell lies,
So I can grin for a while
My body is tired,
My gray irises have lost their color,
From the constant raining, these clouds are Dangerous, you'd better take cover
For there is a storm coming,
Whirling like the wind,
In these gray eyes of mine,
Goodbye, for you may not see them again.
