Fields Of Gray by Bruce Hornsby

B. r. hornsby

When the night lies so still
Before i go to sleep
I come by, i come by
Just to look at you
In the dim light i say
That in my own small way
I will try, i will try
To help you through

There'll be blue skies falling
There'll be sad scenes and bad dreams
In a world so uncertain
Through the clouds it's hard to see
I will grab you and lift you
As you hold on tight and sway
We'll go walking
Across the fields of gray

There's a place i can go
When the world gets me down
When nothing, when nothing
Goes quite right it seems
As i look there i know
Fortune smiles on me so
But who knows, no one knows
About tomorrow

There'll be blue skies falling
There'll be sad scenes and bad dreams
In a world so uncertain
Through the clouds it's hard to see
I will grab you and lift you
As you hold on tight and sway
We'll go walking
Across the fields of gray

When i was younger i saw things in black and white
Now all i see is a sad, hazy gray
Sometimes i see a narrow flash of light
Sometimes i look and you show me the way

No matter what else happens
What the future will be
In a world so uncertain
Through the clouds it's hard to see
I will grab you and carry you
Calm your fears if you're afraid
We'll go walking
Across the fields of gray