GREY

I remember the first time we held hands
I think we both hoped that this would never end
I'm so impatient and you so calm and collect
I wish I could see through your existence

But I don't
And that's okay
Getting old
Wer're turning Grey

It's been a couple of years
Still trying to figure this out
Adultings crazy
And I know that we get so stressed out
I just know I got you
Im in it for the long haul
I wish I could see inside of your soul

But I don't
And that's okay
Getting old
Wer're turning Grey



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Writer(s): Michael Merchant
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