It has not always been this grey. All things must pass, all things must pass away. All things must pass none of life's strings can last. So I must be on my way and face another day. Now the darkness only stays at nighttime, in the morning it will fade away.
Daylight is good at arriving at the right time.
It's not always going to be this grey. All things must pass, all things must pass away. All things must pass, all things must pass away. She wrote me only one sad night, told me she's no longer mine. Sue sue mailman, that will do for sometime.