skies of L.A




It's so sad what we have become
Beautiful days we seem to leave so undone
And I don't know where we will go from here
All I know is that I can't seem to see the sun
Through the sky from here

Everyone has a finger
But they can't point me to the light
It can't be that hard to find
After all we're so bright

I don't know if tomorrow has a day
I don't know if the rays will shine my way again
All I know is that I'm standing in a place where
My future is like the skies of L.A.


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