Grey

In between the dunes of bright snow

There's a place where the wind won't blow

I sit protected from the harsh cold

But there's no on there to hold

Have you really looked into my eyes lately?

Cinders, feathers, clouds in bad weather

Old men, shadows, smoke in thick billows

Grey, all grey, all grey

Stay, please stay, just stay

Like a moth beneath the moonlight

I am just a blend of black and white

On the TV silent movies playin' back to back

Like memories

Have you really looked into my eyes lately?

Cinders, feathers, clouds in bad weather

Old men, shadows, smoke in thick billows

Grey, all grey, all grey

Stay, please stay, just stay

Just stay

Grey, all grey, all grey

Stay, please stay, just stay