Grey Sky

It’s raining, and the sky is grey On a bus, no one knows what to say I’m not really sure where I’m going today As tears stream down this window... I thought I might come and stay for awhile But the thing between us is more than just miles A knife blade twists when I think of your smile As tears stream down this window... Ooh, Ooh... Sometimes you know, we care so much We seem not to care at all, Sometimes you know we cry so much All we can see are tears... It’s raining, and the sky is grey On a bus, no one knows what to say I’m not really sure where I’m going today As tears stream down this window... This window... This window... This window... This window...