Beneath Gray Skies Poem by Bill Simmons

As I walk down this lonely street
The snow is falling before me
The sky is gray overhead
As I think about the words that you said

'Honey yes, I do love you
But no I can't marry you
Oh sweetheart, It's just not you
I'm so sorry if I hurt you

I have got to be free
And in love so blind I just can't see
Heaven knows I do love you
But you and I, will never do'

Now I walk beneath gray skies
I can't help the tears that swell inside
Like the snow flakes that fall
As they fall, I so seem to die

Now I walk down this lonely street
Snow falling, gray skies for me
Tears falling for love I so need
Crying over love that will never be

She has got to be free
In love so blind, she can't see
She loves me but it's not me
Now the tears they fall down this lonely street.


2006 Bill Simmons