Oh, look at how she listens
She says nothing of what she thinks
She just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out on to Grey Street
She thinks, "Hey...
How did I come to this?
I dream myself a thousand 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
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
And though she swears He doesn't listen
There's still a hope in her He might
She says, "I pray...
But they fall on deaf ears
Am I supposed to take it on myself
To get out of this place?"
She says nothing of what she thinks
She just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out on to Grey Street
She thinks, "Hey...
How did I come to this?
I dream myself a thousand 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
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
And though she swears He doesn't listen
There's still a hope in her He might
She says, "I pray...
But they fall on deaf ears
Am I supposed to take it on myself
To get out of this place?"
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