A Conversation With The Sky

Marry this age, a widower the next
You can’t just give yourself away
Floating in the wake of everybody else
Go your own way, go your own way
We’ll paint the sunset our own shade tonight
Whatever color you like
I’ve never seen a moon that shined so bright
Color to my ears, and music to my eyes
We drove til the tires left the road
The perfect end to a not so perfect week
All my senses in full attendance when
The sky turned to us to speak;
«Cling to what you know,
Change with the times, you’ll get left behind every time»
We’ll paint the sunset our own shade tonight
Whatever color you like
I’ve never seen a moon that shined so bright
Color to my ears, and music to my eyes
We’ll paint the sunset our own shade tonight
Whatever color you like
I’ve never seen a moon that shined so bright
Color to my ears, and music to my eyes
Change with the times, and you’ll get left behind
Change with the times, and you’ll get left behind
Change with the times, and you’ll get left behind
Change. Change.
We’ll paint the sunset our own shade tonight
Whatever color you like
I’ve never seen a moon that shined so bright
Color to my ears, and music to my eyes
Color to my ears, and music to my eyes