Listen
to me and I'll tell my story at night
and I'll sing my song at sun
and those who know me
know I don't sing to just anyone.
Here comes another gray morning
but if you listen through the clouds there
I'll let you in on secrets of mine
you'll hear no repetition in the air.
If you let me in, I'll come
and we'll enjoy the passing of this time
I'll tell you how I exist
and sing a song to your mind
Isn't it a lovely ride to take
don't try too hard, it's just a thing
we lighten up this gray morning
so listen to me tell and sing.