We Were Raised Under Grey Skies

We were raised under grey skies

But you’ll never hear me complain

And father led by example

Of how to draw beauty from pain

So I found a thousand springtimes in your eyes

And I learned to play games in the rain

I find the touch of your hand in the breeze

And the light of your smile in sun rays

You should know I hear the sound of your voice in music

So I speak with you every day

Don’t you know I needed you?

Why didn’t you stay?

You left us to go play games with the stars

I know you didn’t go far, but it still left scars

And I know it’s selfish of me

But I wish you were here

because it’s been a really tough year