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