the grey clouds outside my window cover the sky like my heart
for the flame in it has now become smoke and ashes
the piano that once had so much joy to give my soul
now cries as the lady in me songs the blues
oh how i wish i could grab the sun
and nestle my face in it like it was my pillow
and have the whispers of fairies dance around my head
as i get cloaked in the warmth of the ones arms i love
and who loves me back just as much
but the uncertainty of the days
are the same as feelings
they change as quickly as the weather