Fields Of Gray

B. R. Hornsby When the night lies so still Before I go to sleep I come by, I come by Just to look at you In the dim light I say That in my own small way I will try, I will try To help you through There`ll be blue skies falling There`ll be sad scenes and bad dreams In a world so uncertain Through the clouds it`s hard to see I will grab you and lift you As you hold on tight and sway We`ll go walking Across the fields of gray There`s a place I can go When the world gets me down When nothing, when nothing Goes quite right it seems As I look there I know Fortune smiles on me so But who knows, no one knows About tomorrow There`ll be blue skies falling There`ll be sad scenes and bad dreams In a world so uncertain Through the clouds it`s hard to see I will grab you and lift you As you hold on tight and sway We`ll go walking Across the fields of gray When I was younger I saw things in black and white Now all I see is a sad, hazy gray Sometimes I see a narrow flash of light Sometimes I look and you show me the way No matter what else happens What the future will be In a world so uncertain Through the clouds it`s hard to see I will grab you and carry you Calm your fears if you`re afraid We`ll go walking Across the fields of gray