Skies of L.A.

Skies of L.A.
Skies of L.A.
All I know is that I'm standing in a place where

I don't know if my body can take much more pain
We're in the land of the richest riches
After all it's so bright
I see so many visions
This total neglection of the light
It can't be that hard to find

And I don't know where we will go from here

I don't know if tomorrow has a day
But everyone seems out of sight
But they can't point me to the light
But they can't point me to the light
Oh, everyone has a finger
But my mind seems so broke

All I know is that I can't see

See the sun through the sky from here
Skies of L.A.
It shouldn't be that hard to find
After all we're so bright
My future is like
Everyone has a finger
My future is like the skies of L.A.
I don't know if the rains will shine my way