Grey Street

Oh, look at how she listens.
She says nothing of what she thinks
She just goes stumbling through the memories
Staring out onto Grey St.

She thinks, "hey"
"how did i come to this?"
"i dreamed myself a million times around the world"
"but I can't get out of this place"

There's an emptiness inside her
and she'd do anything to fill it in
and though its red blood bleeding from her now
felt like cold blue ice in her heart
but all the colors mix together - to grey
and it breaks her heart.

How she wishes it was different
she prays to god most every night
though she knows well he doesnt listen
there's still a hope in her, he might

She says "I pray"
"oh but my prayers they all fall on deaf ears
"am i supposed to take it on myself"
"to get out of this place?"

Oh there's a loneliness inside her
and she'd do anything to fill it in
and though its red blood bleeding from her now
felt like cold blue ice in her heart

she feels like kicking out the windows
and setting fire to this life
she would change everything about her
using colors, bold and bright
and all the colors mix together, to grey
and it breaks her heart....
it breaks her heart.
to grey.