Dave Matthews Band

Grey Street
Oh, just sitting while she listens
She says I don't need this place
It seems a million years she's stuck here
But says nothing of what she thinks
She thinks, Hey,
How did I come to this?
I dreamt like anybody else one night
I would be a beautiful princess.
But then the roads in the park fall
And then she rode the line in
And the colors mix together to grey
And break me out
Oh, when I'm indifferent
She prays to God most every night
Although she swears He doesn't listen
There's hope in her that He just might
She says, I pray
But then my prayer fall on deaf ears
I'm supposed to take it all myself
To get out of this place.
She feels the lumps in the heart fall
And she rose up in the back
She hears the cars scream out from outside
And she whispers sometimes about this
But the colors mix together to grey
And wake me up
Oh, he grows up living