The sky has been gray, the sky has been dark
While I've been thinking about our time apart
The times of good, the times of bad
Some made me happy, while others made me mad
With the thought of the future that lies ahead
Thats what helps get me out of bed
For the day that I return is not to far
For i miss my friends, my family, and my car
With the time to come what will it bring
Fame, Fortune, or maybe pain
No way to tell untill it comes
Under bright moons and many suns
With the past that we had, it happened so fast
Nothing more to wonder than how long will it last
With the way that it came, all pleasure no pain
Now all that I do is sit and think in the rain
Of the times we had some pleasant and true
And even of the one from when I made you blue
So how can we judge the future from the times that we had
When what we think is good could turn out to be bad
Most things like this talk of the breaking heart
And things of good that turn around and fall apart
