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Look at how she listens
She says nothing of what she thinks
Just
listens to abuses
And by the kitchen sink...
She thinks, "Hey!
Why do I live to this?
I'm latest on life
How
did it end like this?"
Oh, then the wrongs in her heart fall
And she feels the weight in lies
And the colors mix
together to grey
Grey Street
Begging now the difference
She prays to God most everynight
Although she swears
He doesn't listen
There's hope in her that He just might
She said, "I Pray!" "I Pray!" "I Pray!"
"But they fall
on deaf ears
I'm supposed to take it all on myself
To get out of this place."
But soon the wrongs in her heart
fall
And then she rode the light in
Oh, the pain now seems it's over
And again she sees the pain
And then the
colors mix together to grey
On Grey Street
It's all colored in again
Take what you can from your dreams
Make
it real as anything
Takes the work out of the courage
She said, "Please!" "Please!" "Please!"
"There's someone
sleeping outside my door
I live on the corner of Grey Street
And the end of the world."
And the wrong in her
whole plan
I as hopeless as the day she came
And the man she calls her father
Ignores her and ignores her pain
Oh,
when I walk out in the morning
In all this sunlight
And all the colors mix together to grey
On Grey Street
On
Grey Street
It's Grey Street, you go
So, if you don't see your Heaven
Don't convince yourself you're done
Just
'cause the things around you seem heavy
Doesn't mean you can give up this ground
When you hold me down in the heart
now
Move out and, oh, the wait is over
Oh, might notice of your worry
One another...
And the colors mix together
to grey
On Grey Street
On Grey Street
To grey...
Yeah, yeah...
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