Tytuł: Thinly veiled disguise

• Wykonawca: Ron Sexsmith
• Wyświetleń: 283

Under every sky of baby blue
   Is an undercurrent of rain
   Under every trial life puts you through
   Is an undercurrent of change
   Though the sun now is shrouded in grey
   It's pulling the wool over my eyes
   When it looks like hell I tell myself
   It's a thinly veiled disguise
  
   I feel a dark wind blowing through my hair
   Blowing through my dreams at night
   It's tearing me from all that I hold dear
   As I hold on for dear life
   Through the dark hours we stumble and fall
   And fumble around for the light
   As far as I can tell, the dark as well
   Wears a thinly veiled disguise
  
   Under every sky of baby blue
   Is an undercurrent of rain
   Under every trial life puts you through
   Is an undercurrent of change
   Through the noise and the poisonous words
   That lead us to believe otherwise
   I can hear the bells, they're ringing out
   Through a thinly veiled disguise