Cloudy days, Cloudy thoughts. Cloudy messages you propose.
Cloudy raindrops, Falling down. You make no movement, Make no sound.
A cloudy sky up above, A sky of grey portrays your love.
Where are the sunny skies I yearn for. Where is the sun. For you, I thought you were the one, my love. Though all you bring with you is the dark.
A sunny forecast up ahead, When my days aren't spent with you. All though all we knew was to live through the grey— My love, Sometimes we need to accept the truth.
