Today I wake up to greyÂ
But tomorrow is another day
I think the grass is made of greenÂ
that the clouds are made of fluff
I think that there is magic behind the screenÂ
that the viewers can’t have enough
I think that the roads will never end
that cars are birds of land
But all roads lead somewhere
all you need is a map at hand
So I think that the sky is made of blueÂ
and when you wake up to grey
there is always someone whoÂ
will make your day a little less grey
All you need to do
is find them
-AK