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Teksty: Richard Julian. Cold Grey Sky.

Cold grey sky, I don't stand a chance
There's a naked branch out the window and I
Feel that bitter chill, makes my heart stand still
Something 'bout a cold grey sky

It's real, a feeling inside
That it's real
It's got nothing to hide
It's real, it's real

Summer's gone, came and went like that
Blew away like a hat, oh, but who needs the sun
It just leads you on, the one who takes you home
Always the cold grey sky

It's real, it won't be denied
That it's real
It's got nothing to hide
It's real, it's real

Summer's gone, came and went like that
Blew away like a hat and left this cold grey sky

Something 'bout a cold grey sky