Blue Skies

Some things you have
Some things you choose
I'll wait until she finds her way back to you
Leave it open
Shall we dance
I'll wear all the letters she wrote you don't ask
If I want anymore
But I know that

Blue skies will find
There own way

No I don’t like her hair
So don't force a smile
As the memories like movies just roll from your eyes
Want it so bad
You don't see
She's a pale imitation of me
But I don't mind
Cause I know that

Blue skies will find me
Making my own way home

And if it's the last thing you say
The last thing you do
Know when I win that somebody must lose
And I'll still leave it open
I want you to see
She's a pale imitation of me
But I don’t mind

Cause those blue skies will find me
Making my own way
Blue skies will find me
Making my own way home
Home to blue skies