Obstructed by clouds
The sun has come out
Chasing away the dark
And the doubt
That lingers about

It strips my senses
It culls my spark
And I can't help but to feel
This is the start of something
Good about to happen...

But I won't forget
How I woke up crying
Lying on the floor
Dressed in my comforter
Yet knowing no comfort at all

It all seemed so strange
To a stranger like me
Like sheep dreaming of people
Laxed and feeble in a fetal sleep
Counting down the days and out the ways
They love no one and nothing

Their hearts are their own
They belong to themselves
No mild best wishes
No half-planted kisses
That miss their mark
That tear world's apart

Still I can't help but to feel
This is the start of something
Good about to happen...

The light has been dying
Now the sky is crying
And the sun is shying away from me today
Like it does every day
With one blink I'm back where I began
Just in the way wherever I stand

And as it slips away from me
I can't help but to feel
This is the start of something
Good about to happen...