the sky is grey
                           the sand is grey
                           and the ocean is grey

                           and i feel right at home
                           in this stunning monochrome
                           alone in my way

                           i smoke and i drink
                           and every time i blink
                           i have a tiny dream

                           but as bad as i am
                           i'm proud of the fact
                           that i'm worse than i seem

                           what kind of paradise am i looking for?
                           i've got everything i want and still i want more
                           maybe some tiny shiny key
                           will wash up on the shore

                           you walk through my walls
                           like a ghost on tv
                           you penetrate me

                           and my little pink heart
                           is on its little brown raft
                           floating out to sea

                           and what can i say
                           but i'm wired this way
                           and you're wired to me

                           and what can i do
                           but wallow in you
                           unintentionally
                           what kind of paradise am i looking for?
                           i've got everything i want and still i want more
                           maybe some tiny shiny key
                           will wash up on the shore

                           regretfully
                           i guess i've only got three
                           simple things to say:
                           why me?
                           why this now?
                           why this way?
                           with overtones ringing
                           and undertows pulling away
                           under a sky that is grey
                           on sand that is grey
                           by an ocean that's grey

                           what kind of paradise am i looking for?
                           i've got everything i want
                           and still i want more
                           maybe some tiny shiny key
                           will wash up on the shore
Grey
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