• The Darkened halo around her head...
    Won't hide the tears she will shead...
    Her words come out one by one...
    And her eyes seem distant from everyone...

    She holds not expresion when walking by...
    But thats just her face, not her eyes...

    The Skys above no longer clear...
    the clouds you see are not white my dear...
    But the darken gray she never fears...

    Calming her mind...
    Rain falls lightly pon her head...
    Makeing her shine...
    Are thoese blue-green eyes that never go to bed...

    The Cloudy Skys of Gray...
    Don't seem so gray to her...
    But instead they sem like a dead wish...

    Her eyes are the key...
    The key to make her speak...
    She see's with her yes...
    And she speaks with her mind...
    But make her speak with her eyes...
    and you'll become part of her paradise...
    Under The Cloudy Skys of Gray.