look out my window it’s the morning and i gaze upon an unforgiving view
the leaves fallen they lie they forgotten, rotting on the ground
the clouds have formed
the storm is brewing sinister and stern
still in my heart i’ll be thinking of you and dreaming of clear skies
thinking of clear skies

the time has come the winds they are a changing
sending us someplace completely new
though it might seem daunting draped in shadow shrouded in mystery
remember without darkness light doesn’t mean a thing
doesn't mean a thing

i close my eyes and stand in a stillness to dream of a better time
when things were simpler
we didn’t have to worry bout the way things were or why
but just because you dread a moment doesn’t mean it’ll never come
so forgive my silence, i thought you knew and i thought you’d realize
that i’m no good with goodbyes

the time has come the winds they are a changing
sending us someplace completely new
though it might seem daunting draped in shadow shrouded in mystery
remember without darkness light doesn’t mean a thing
doesn't mean a thing

take heart in the fact that you and i will meet again someday
oh we must
take comfort in the fact that I’ll still feel the same way i do now
this I trust

there can always be clear skies
painted in your mind

the time has come the winds they are a changing
sending us someplace completely new
though it might seem daunting draped in shadow shrouded in mystery
remember without darkness light doesn’t mean a thing
doesn't mean a thing