The black clouds were as black as her feelings; she wanted to die
Her heart was heavy, she felt so dark
Dark as the wintery sky as she laid in the park
She did not know what to do or say
Was it her or the fact it was a dark dark day
Life was not easy since they day she lost love
She wanted love again, no matter what it cost
The clouds continued to roll right by
And the she saw it; just a bit of blue sky
Could it be that the day was getting light
And so would her feelings be a little bit bright
Why is it you fell bad when the clouds are dark
And great when the sky and sun shine bright.
Kellie Shoumack ~2002~
