I live my life as if I'm gray
And God, I really miss your coloured face
The days have been longer
Since you've been gone
And honestly, I've been going along
Pretending like I could have said nothing
Pretending like I couldn't have said something
And it is hard to be mad.
It wasn't even your fault that I was so sad.
But my calendar is still shades
Of black and of gray
Wallowing in darkness, from day to day
And I hope that as they say
The colour will return and
The lights will turn back on
And I will be able to stop singing this
Sad
Sad
Song
