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 see See the sun through the sky from here Oh, everyone has a finger But they can't point me to the light It can't be that hard to find After all it's so bright I don't know if tomorrow has a day I don't know if the rains will shine my way All I know is that I'm standing in a place where My future is like the skies of L.A. Skies of L.A. Skies of L.A. I don't know if my body can take much more pain We're in the land of the richest riches But my mind seems so broke Everyone has a finger But they can't point me to the light It shouldn't be that hard to find After all we're so bright I see so many visions But everyone seems out of sight This total neglection of the light Skies of L.A. My future is like The skies of L.A.