Maybe it’s the way the gray’s clouding up the sky
Makes me wanna stay in bed and draw the blinds
Even though you been gone for so long
I still see your face when I close my eyes
Maybe it’s the way the gray’s clouding up the sky
Most of the time
I get by just fine
I’ve gotten used to living with this ache
Your memory returns
Oh how it burns
Tomorrow I’ll wake up and be okay
But today, it hurts
Just another summer day in June
Why is it reminding me of you
I miss your voice miss the noise in this house
Silence echoes through my empty room