Skies Of L.A.

It's so sad what we have become Beautiful days we seem to leave so undone And I don't know where we will go from here All I know is that I can't seem to see the sun Through the sky from here Everyone has a finger But they can't point me to the light It can't be that hard to find After all we're so bright I don't know if tomorrow has a day I don't know if the rays will shine my way again All I know is that I'm standing in a place where My futur is like the skies of LA Skies of LA Skies of LA I don't know if my body can take much more We're in the line of the riches But my mind seems so poor Everyone has a finger But they can't point me to the light It should't be that hard to find After all we're so bright I see so many visions But everyone seems out of sight The reflection of a light Skies of LA My futur looks like the skies of LA