there's a hint of grey that stays
behind our eyes
there's a certain hope that fades
in winter light

our dreams they lie like autumn
and we don't mind
our tears they kiss the water
yet we will find that

someday
we will leave here
and someday
we might fly

if you
put your head to the window
press your ear to the grey sky outside
the rain that's tapping the window
will dry...someday

there's so many words we find
are in the way
you could put your hand in mine
we'll run away

our thoughts they dance like shadows
in firelight
regrets they shine like candles
burning through the night
but someday...
someday