Skies Of L.A.

It's so sad what
we have become
Beautiful days we seem
to leave so undone
And I don't know where
we will go from here
All I know is that
I can't seem to see the sun
Through the sky from here
Everyone has a finger
But they can't
point me to the light
It can't be that
hard to find
After all we're so bright
I don't know
if tomorrow has a day
I don't know
if the rays will
shine my way again
All I know is that
I'm standing
in a place where
My futur is like
the skies of LA
Skies of LA
Skies of LA
I don't know if
my body can take much more
We're in the
line of the riches
But my mind seems so poor
Everyone has a finger
But they can't point me
to the light
It should't be that
hard to find
After all we're so bright
I see so many visions
But everyone seems
out of sight
The reflection of a light
Skies of LA
My futur looks like
the skies of LA