Grey Skies

It's about the raindrops They keep on falling and falling down Pouring and pouring It's about the raindrops They keep on falling and falling down Down, down Falling and falling down Falling, falling down Falling and falling down Falling, falling, falling Falling down, falling down Falling, falling down Falling down, falling down Falling, falling, falling The clouds are thickening and I smell the scent of sin I spy grey skies The clouds are thickening and I smell the scent of sin I spy grey skies Grey skies, grey skies Falling, falling down Falling, falling down Falling down, falling down Falling, falling, falling.