Letra de 1982
Born under a gray sky in a small town in North Carolina
Grew up faster than years on paper and days spent watching the rain
It was more than you could take
I'm not really here
But you are
Work day hours and wilted flowers all blend together in shades of gray
But you saw such beautiful colors
As you slid down the seat of your car
Still running in your garage
Nineteen eighty-two wasn't a good year for you
And now everything will be alright
Just turn out the light