your crayons are all broken
there isnt any rainbows around
its not quite raining
but up in the sky
are those grey clouds that we hate

there is a light in the distance
that blinks its goodbye
we write our I love yous
before falling to the ground
asking ourselves why

if i could feel your smile
then maybe things would be all right
but through these cloudy eyes
there isnt much that can be seen
in a world of grey, im looking for my break

and i dont mean a break in my bones
and i dont mean a break in my heart
just a chance to escape
just a moment to let you know what i mean

ive been watching every step i take
careful not to mess things up again
and maybe ill stop walking straight
hoping that one day youll talk to me
cause i dont want to make this mistake over

our words falter and not much is said
im partly broken and partly dead
but mostly partly scared inside
scared that this is goodbye