The Hidden Truth

A sun hides behind the clouds
The wind blows a chill
You wonder why a sun is hiding
You're having such a bad day
It makes you want to cry
Why won't a sun come out and shine
It's hard living in the shadow of a cloud
Unfulfilled love
It gets dark
It gets cold
And you're all alone
If only you would have explained yourself
Maybe things could have worked out

By:  Roger Harkness



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