Today I watched the sun come up
And as I raised my coffee cup
When through the trees I saw the ray
I thought to myself, "Where are they?"
They who may never see the break of day
In shades of grey.
There are so many things that they will miss
Unless by the early dawn they are kissed
With the sweet feeling of peace
Of the morning mist
In shades of grey
People speak about others mistakes
Stressing how foolish they were
Pointing out the problems they made
Not considering special circumstances
Not allowing for the possible shade
The shade that can blur what is and what is not
Shade that has remembered what others forgot
Life is multi-colored; like a lively promenade
Possessing many colors
one being a shade of grey
