Lyrics

Grey, grey love Grey, grey love Blood on the streets Crimson? the colour of misery My hands onto How cruel your kindness can be A winter so long A winter to last us the whole year through What else is there for us to do but make... Grey, grey love Grey, grey love Grey, grey love Grey, grey love Futile, this longing for something we own ourselves Raising mine up while cities are raised to the ground And is it any wonder Is it any wonder we fall and we tumble And reach for each other? What else is there for us to do but make... Grey, grey love Grey, grey love Grey, grey love Grey... Hope springs somewhere Ooh, oh, baby, there I pray for better days But I think they ain't coming I think they ain't coming Ooh... Grey, grey love Grey, grey love Grey, grey love Grey, grey love